Brain fog

Ever wondered if your holiday was just a little too long? Like… maybe you should’ve come back sooner, just to avoid the post-vacation brain fog?

Yeah, me too.

Not that it would’ve helped. My brain seems to clock out after four hours anyway (just like the fog outside my window this morning).

And the next four hours? Pure uphill battle. Imagine “walking through mud”, but with spreadsheets.

Luckily, everyone else is also moving in slow motion right now. Workloads are light, the vibe is lazy, and honestly? It feels almost acceptable to slack a little.

But luckily, the fog is finally lifting.

How do I know? I spotted an error in a table I’ve looked at at least twenty times. An error that had been hiding in plain sight… for four years.

Auditors didn’t catch it. My colleagues didn’t catch it. Apparently, everyone just assumed I don’t make mistakes. (Sorry to ruin the illusion, folks.)

Was it thrilling to find the mistake? Sure.

But honestly, I was more relieved than thrilled. Because this means:

  1. My brain still works.
  2. Even if it works differently after my holiday.

Maybe extended holidays unlock creativity? (Or maybe they just fix your internal “stupid mistakes” detector?)

Still, I’m going to take full advantage of it and hopefully pour this energy into my latest book project.

Unless, of course, writing is excluded from this so-called “creativity bonus package.” In that case, you will probably find me doomscrolling on my phone while I pretend to brainstorm brilliant ideas.

In the meantime, the fog outside my window has lifted. Only to be replaced by horizontal rain. Yay!

It’s kind of cool to watch as long as you don’t have to go out in it.

Oh well, that’s western Norway in a nutshell. It is always raining.

But… I bet they never tell you that in the tourist brochures, eh?

December, already?

I officially hate winter. Seriously, I do. Yes, yes, I’m Norwegian, so I should just love skiing and being outdoors and all that.

But, no. Snow looks much better from inside the house. Particularly when we get cold winds from Siberia and only a few centimetres of the white shiny stuff. It’s not enough to go skiing, but it’s plenty enough to make you slide off the road when you drive. That is, if you can manage to wipe off the ice from the windows so you can go driving at all.

And the cold? Yikes. I agree with the birds. It’s better to migrate south during winter.

Anyway, things are looking up. Next week we’ll have 5 degrees and rain. Now that’s more like it. Maybe I’ll even finish that Christmas story I’ve started. I just have to find that Christmas spirit again….. I wonder where I put it last year….lol…