It's been two days since the Christmas break. I'm trying to get work done with not much success. Everyone's trying to get back into gear for work, and it's taking a bit of time. However, inspired by Australia's favourite fat playboy, Shane Warne, we have managed to turn the boardroom into a temporary indoor cricket pitch. I count that an achievement.

Most of my clients are on holidays. Very thankful for that. As much as I love them, I'm probably not in the right frame of mind to get a phone call to save them from another mess they've put themselves in.

I've only gotten around to telling a few of them that I won't be around anymore in a couple of weeks. Given most of them are still away, I will probably have to resort to a mass email sometime tomorrow. I fully expect many tears. Not sure how many will be tears of joy. We bankers are such an underappreciated bunch.

Tomorrow's the last Friday of the year. I assume there will be long lunches and much drinking in the summer sun. Another day of no actual work being done. Another reason why it should just be declared a holiday. Not that I'm complaining - not long now before slow days are few and very far between.

I haven't figured out what resolutions I'm going to break for next year. However, my girlfriend wrote me a list of things to do while she is away on holidays overseas. That's probably a good starting point. "No. 5 - Have an alcohol-free week after New Year's"... that's a toughie. Might break that one first.