Working on a Sunday on a Bank Holiday weekend. That sucks, right?
Well it should do – but it doesn’t. That’s largely because I’m working over VPN and Remote Desktopping on a virtual PC hosted in the Dublin office! But what’s new? That’s my daily grind.
Well, I’m not in the office, I’m in Marzamemi.
No, not here! I’m sitting in the cortile at the back of Sonia’s house. We’ve cleaned up all the weeds and set up a little table for my laptop, and here I am, shaded by a big fig tree and my biggest worries are the slow connection, the bloody mosquitoes, and how much food Ignazio is going to try to stuff me with at lunch!
Sonia has a post about how fantastic Marzamemi used to be when she was young, and how the old house is getting a bit run-down, with no-one in it from one end of the year to the next. We spent all of Saturday cleaning it up (the downstairs at least, the upstairs belongs to her uncle). Ignazio had to get a couple of guys in during the week to repair some of the walls due to salt damp, as Marzamemi is below sea level and the old houses here are built of some sort of sandy-concrete concoction. Then her parents arrived with Erika and a couple of new mattresses for the beds, and so this morning I’m free to get on with some work that’s waiting for me in Dublin.
That’s what I call a work-life balance!
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