So Long Summer

My summer has somehow slipped by without the slightest glimpse of the ocean, tan lines, or sniff of chlorine. That bikini-ready body? Forget it. I put on my washed-out, saggy-bum bikini from last year maybe twice these past three months.

Quite frankly, I’m freaking out. I want to work, be successful, and wear the power suit, but does that mean sacrificing the sun and cocktails with your girlfriends at 2 p.m. on a Tuesday? Someone say no. And tell me where you work. 

My boyfriend asked me the other day what I have read lately. I looked at him so defensively, ready to list off at least... I had nothing. Well, I did have The 2020 Workplace. Yes, that would be required reading. So not only have I failed at summer in sun and sand but I have also failed in fun and freedom. 

Well, until I find that perfect balance of work and play. Here’s where I daydream...

*Would you and yours like to join me and mine for a few bites and some wine at this lovely table setting? I heard some recipes from this book were quite divine. 

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