Upon having learnt her lesson and resolving to enjoy being an indolent wastrel at the next opportunity

Over the past three days I went on a three hour hike up and down the Dragon's Back, a two hour walk up along the Peak, painted a seahorse with acrylic paint onto a canvas, went to two leaving drinks and met up for drinks and dinner with a fellow blogger from Singapore. At one point during the three days M. decided I'd done enough.
"I think you do too much," he said.
"What do you mean?" I asked.
"I know you get bored easily just staying at home but you should learn to rest," he said.
"I'll be fine," I insisted.

Well, of course, M. was right - I had overstretched myself. The exhaustion overwhelmed me so much this morning, I crawled into my office without having taken a shower, instead turning up in a scarecrow outfit (black shawl, t-shirt, baggy linen trousers and leather Roman gladiator-style thongs on my feet) with matching tousled hair. As soon as I reached my desk, however, I received a call from a partner saying we were going to have lunch with a client and attend an all day meeting. There was no choice but to go back home to take a shower, blow dry hair, change into a clean shirt, suit and black pumps. I have decided in the future to take a shower before coming into the office, always.

The meeting ended at 8.30 and I had dinner with the clients. There are marathon meetings scheduled until the end of the week. Bits of paper surround my laptop and I feel stress spots coming up on my face. Had I known that this is what my working week would look like, I think I would have stayed in bed the whole weekend.

If I ever complained about being bored, not having enough to do, brain turning to mush etc. I am so. sorry. I know now that all this 'Carpe Diem' nonsense is highly over-rated; the next time I have a chance to idle, I will do so most willingly. I will become the best indolent wastrel in the world. Yeah.