The 9 to 5 life?

oh to have had the 9 to 5 life. I don't think I have ever had a job that could be described as 9 to 5. It has always been sort of more like 6 to 6 or worse. Who has 9 to 5 now? Maybe doctors? Banks don't open till 9am, so bankers?? I don't think so.. haha

We are now definitely not 9 to 5. Christine has quickly reverted to a 9:30 (at best) to what ever, and I am starting to develop a 4:30 or 5 to something time frame... WHAT 5am... Well, there is a story behind this. It starts with Jay our cat.
Jay has always been somewhat of an alarm clock for us. Often waking us at an ungodly hour asking for food or attention (no, always food) and when we don't respond she will sit on our chest or back until she gets her way. This was an OK arrangement when we were working, so I was up a little earlier than normal, but I got some time with Jay or Christine, or both! Jay had good time keeping, usually 5:45 or 5:50. 10 minutes or so early was OK.
Now, we are home all day and Jay still wants us to start our day with her, and the times are getting earlier and earlier.
I think that is because she's loving us more and more!

So, we have temporarily managed to cure ourselves of the disease that is working. Its taking a few days for it all to sink in, but it is slowly fading away to a memory.  
The cure however, has come with some side effects.
I was watching some of the first round of the new Super Rugby tournament where the Blues outclassed the Highlanders. I was looking forward to seeing what Wesley thought of the game, I'd be able to ask him before the meeting on Monday morning... oh, hang on.. Looks like I will have to discuss this with Christine if I want an opinion on the game..
I'm also finding myself daydreaming about lunch, as we all do ah.. Looking forward to seeing Dhaval or Nehal, or both if I am lucky at the local Subway.. hmmmm, Pork Riblet... but it will be a long trip to see them, ripped away from me because I wanted to have a holiday.... bitter sweet..... like the mustard they were so generous with..

We have spent so much time thinking about and preparing for the trip, we didn't think about the things that were right in front of us. Our friends and colleagues that will be missed. In an ideal world, we would all be travelling together! (Someone else would be doing the planning on that trip for sure!!)
Our work colleagues are often the people we seek out for advice and a second opinion on things we have been discussing with each other at home. What now? Google?? No, it's each other.  This trip is going to be a lot more than taking photos and seeing sights. Its 2+ years of co dependence and getting to really know each other. How many couples get to do this? Maybe they all know something we don't eh?

The one thing that neither of us will miss is the apparent stress that came with having a job. Its not something you are aware of until its gone. I don't miss that at all. In fact, as soon as I released it had gone, I had a really strong urge to turn around and run hard out all the way back to where it was just so I could kick it in the butt and call it names, but I resisted. It didn't deserve the attention..

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