It's hotter

..than being schlepped through the desert on the back of a snail!

To all it must be obvious that if you've been schlepped through the desert by anything let alone a snail you need to cool off!



But back to the business at hand, my blog.
I have been getting complaints. Complaints about the non-existence of updates on my blog and to be honest I have been neglecting it just a teensy weensy wee bit.
This is not due to my laziness (some might beg to differ on this one) or a lack of interest but solely because of a serious lack of Tracyness!

It must be quite a few weeks ago now, when I first noticed the absence of my Tracyness. Of course at that moment in time I had no idea that it was a lack of Tracyness I was suffering from.
I had a meeting at work and I found myself saying no more than, uh yeah, yeah right, okay, yeah cool.
I actually said Yeah cool!! Normally that's pretty bad, but you feel pretty darn stupid when this is all you can say to the company director. But I thought to myself; Tracy my dear (that's how I refer to myself) you're having an off day. Can happen to anyone and so it was, I put it right out of my mind.

Right out of my mind, for at least a day or three that is. It was then the wedding invitation arrived. My cousin's getting married and the invite was rolled up in a bottle with a ribbon around it. The invitation itself isn't very significant to the lack of Tracyness, but what to do for a present is. Normally I'm full of idea's. I'm bursting at the seams with great inspiration and all geared up for the preparation, but not this time! No Sirree... not a drop of inspiration in sight and this puzzled me.
But I thought to myself; Tracy my dear, you're having an off week. Can happen to anyone and so it was, once again I put it almost right out of my mind.

Right out of my mind, for at least a day or four maybe even five. It was then I was driving along (also known to many as cruising) and my friend asked where I wanted to go to get munchies? Where did I want to go? How should I know where I want to go?! So again, all I could answer was; uh yeah.. ah.. uh, doh... I don't know. I didn't know where I wanted to go to get food?
So once again I thought to myself; Tracy my dear, you're having an off Month?!! Can happen to anyone, nothing to worry about! Just put it right out of your mind.
But can you have an off month? Can it happen to anyone? Is it something random? Nothing to worry about? But worried I was!
Though I do have to mention that the lack of Tracyness here was well compensated by my friend who steered us to a pancake place at the maas. Where I discovered the best banana and cinnamon pancakes ever.

So it was a little worried that I embarked on my two day trip with the workers council to a resort near Nijmegen. We spent two gloriously sunny days getting to know the new members and each other better. Two days in which I uttered a total of hundred twenty oh's, thirty five yeah's and uncountable other insignificant mutterings.
It doesn't help matters either when your mind keeps wondering off to other more important matters such as, when's lunch? (not for another 3 hours), how late do we stop today? (not for another 81/2 hours or what are they talking about? Did I just fall asleep? Would anybody notice if I just put my head down and had a wee sleep? Nope that doesn't help matters one wee bit.
Nothing useful formed in my brain let alone came out of my mouth. I couldn't get any further than the most simple of sentences.
Here in Holland you have a children's book series called Jip and Janneke and I have to admit I think I have become Janneke.
It is here that I finally put my finger on what is wrong, A total lack of Tracyness.
I didn't like to mention this to the other members of the workers council, I thought it might worry them just the slightest wee bit to be stuck in an isolated resort for two full days with a fruit loop. So I'm sure they just think I'm simple. (which hopefully will prove to have it's advantages)
All there is left, is for me to think to myself; Tracy my dear, you have lost your Tracyness, or as Austin Powers would say, and he says it so well;
I have lost my MOJO!!