Three hours a month

I have three personal hours a month that I don`t have to justify at all. All I have to do is to schedule them in advance. Today, the last day of the month, I decided to make use of them. I had a meeting outside the office and I told my boss that I wanted to take the rest of the day off, if it was possible. I knew it was short notice but I really didn´t feel like coming back to my desk.

The meeting was in a new working site and part of what I had to do was to make sure that the space assigned for the servers was adequate. It was also a good excuse to take pictures.

offices

the place from outside

But I cannot help myself and I ended up taking pictures nobody asked for!

outdoor bathrooms LOL

I had no real plan after the meeting. All I knew was that I needed to be out of the office, maybe pretend that I didn`t work at all and that I managed my own time. Maybe to feel a small sense of freedom.

I walked around and ended up in a very nice restaurant. I chose a table outside and I just sat there watching the passerbies, playing that game that sometimes I play while on a bus or subway that consists of making up stories about the people I see.

ice cream man reflected on a window with balloons

Could it be that the ice cream man resigned his CEO position and chose to sell happiness to kids? Maybe his wife filed for divorce thinking he was crazy or maybe she insisted on him following his dream and now she makes homemade ice cream for him to sell. Who knows?

After my delicious lunch, ravioli with a basil sauce, I went for a short walk and sat on a bench. This time very curious about a tree with very peculiar leaves. Or not peculiar but for some reason I found them particularly interesting.

I came back home feeling invigorated. Maybe all I needed was to be away for a while, to have my three hours of freedom.

(sorry for my ramblings)

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6 thoughts on “Three hours a month

  1. What a great way to spend those 3 hours! They were seized! I was just telling someone yesterday that I make up stories about the planes that fly over me and the people they hold.

  2. Thanks Becky!! I was answering to you yesterday night when there was a blackout 😦 I was asking why planes? I mean, why do they trigger your stories?

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