Mad?

I'm back after having done the supposedly tour de magasins, which actually turned out to be just one tour d'un magasin. This shop just had too much to offer, and I woke up late because it seems that all the Lemon Sips I've had over the holidays haven't worked that much. My head hurts, my stomach is best left empty, and I realise that I really have stayed in too much during the holiday period because of sniffles and what nots. And I am dying to go out, meet the little faces. True, today is the last holiday, but really, once you see the little faces again all the disgruntlement of having had to wake up an hour earlier dissolves into nothing. I do not understand why so many colleagues are almost upset at the holidays being over. Can anybody be paid ad eternum to holiday? And is our job that bad? I really don't think so. Minus the getting up that bit earlier, I like it. Yes now I know I'm about to receive a couple of messages which I will not publish, the type of hey are you crazy or what? And if liking the little people so much is crazy, then yes I'm as mad as a hatter. And yes I'm so mad that I've missed them. That's the truth. Having 30 minutes less sleep will not be so bad, I'll get used to it. I just happened on this job by sheer coincidence, a coincidence which should have never happened. But it did, and I didn't like it at first because it was a total change and I don't take to change easily. But it happened nonetheless, and there I was asking myself and the world why, when now I thank life for it having happened. It's the best job in the world. And no I'm not very religious but well, even a great man like Jesus thought so. So if He thought so and I think so then we're both mad, then that would make Jesus mad? Geeze what a horrible thought, yet an equation. Or we can waive away the equation and make another, since Jesus was not mad, then that makes me not mad. Ok, no need for shrinks, I'm normal. Because Jesus said so. And that's a hard one to argue about.