Ready to not make Coffee

Got about halfway through my shift today and I just wanted to go home. Nothing in particular went badly (on the contrary, it was quite a good day) but when I saw the washing up starting to pile high and the steady stream of customers coming in I felt a claustrophobic tightness surround me - I can usually power through these moments but today started to get the better of me. Coming home felt incredibly relaxing, and to make things even better, Rebecca cooked an amazing risotto that really hit the spot. I'm not working again for a week or so since I booked holiday this weekend, I'm already starting to count down the hours.