Skiing and Nails

I’m struggle to type today. There are a couple of reasons for this. The first, and main reason is that the old brain is a bit addled from being in a different time zone for the last week and from the physical exercise expended during a week a skiing. The second reason is that I actually have finger nails. Finger nails are a sign of a really good holiday. Biting my nails is, for me, a visible sign of stress. When I’m a little stressed I bite my nails, when I’m really stressed I make them sore.

I have now been back at work for only a few hours and one of the nails is already gone and another is on the way – ah well. Is my job making me ill, or is this just a habit built up over years – who knows?  Do I ask these questions every time I get back from holiday – yes!