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Going Away!

Tomorrow I am off for my course in the big city.

I have pre-paid train tickets with reserved seats and a posh hotel waiting at the other end.

I'm also nervous! I hate traveling alone, have never been in London alone and I'm doing a scary course that will probably make my brain hurt.

I've packed swim suit and some kit (damn forgotten shoes!) and have no space left (bugger what about my running shoes?).

I won't be online at all for the next week!

Today has been testing. I wanted to shop early, take Gnome swimming and do some gardening. Gnome had homework to do and due to his avoidance and sulking tactics (must be in the blood!) it took over 21/2 hrs to do. It wasn't hard just some fractions. I therefore couldn't leave upstairs because when I did he sulked, stopped trying or played with cars. Net result was shopping at 2pm, no swimming and no gardening. But I did defrost the freezer during the 1st hr of homework and finished stripping the wallpaper after that, then hovered up the mess meaning lunch was at 1:30 for me! I'm shattered and the garden will have to wait. I sat down for my 1st cuppa tea at 3:30.

Packing is now done so all I have left to do before I go to bed now is finish the washing, do the ironing, change the beds, cook tea ....... I think my week away may be a rest too!

Comments

Leon said…
Have a great time honey....

You anywhere near North or Central London...?????
b-z said…
gnome sounds like his mum-------


why dont you wear your running shoes for travelling

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