I slept in late this morning and I am now posting from my nice big hotel bed, enjoying the view and a lovely cup of coffee. I remember the mornings last year when I'd get out of bed at 6, not able to sleep because of the mild to medium hangover, trying desperatly to look more human with a forced run outside, a long shower and expensive face masks.
Instead, I chose to spend the morning with you. I am serving an array of Nespressos from the little machine in my room. Sugar, come and get your decaf on the balcony. Pap, I have Darjeeling for you today. Dizzy, I was looking for you and saw you were having unexpexted guests when you had to work.
Det and Pap, you crack me up! Most of my difficult clients are short men with huge egos. They need a bit of towering over from time to time. I have good height ( 1.72m) but when I get on heels I gain an extra 10-14 cm depending on how bitchy I feel. That makes me a good deal taller than the male popluation here.
I am flying home at noon, but I have to cramm a few more meetings in first.
Hugs hugs hugs.
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