Why does this always have to be the first thing people say to you when you’re dragged back to reality?
Obviously I don’t feel refreshed. I DID, last week, when I was sitting in 30 degree heat by a pool in the nicest hotel I’ve ever stayed at, drinking whiskey and listening to rock music. When I was swimming in the sea, stargazing on top of a mountain, and taking a day trip to a water park. When I was eating in restaurants most evenings and taking long walks to look around the country I’ve never had chance to visit before.
Now? Now I’m back at my desk of sadness and realizing that holidays make work WORSE rather than refreshing you, just until you’ve been back long enough to forget you had one and settle back into the baseline, day-to-day sadness.
So, no – I’m about as refreshed as an unwashed sock full of holes. But thanks for asking me at 09:01.
Edit: Stakeholders messaging me at 09:30, and I’m off to the shop for a bottle of wine.