Tomorrow. For a week of sunshine. It’s a comfortable trip, a return to old haunts. But, I am someone who needs a certain amount of planning beforehand- to be sorted. I can wing it once we get there, but i need the prep to be done.
My husband. not so much. Which is why I currently want to strangle him. Things I asked about a week or two ago, that i thought were done? nope. They are not earth shatteringly important, but if I had realised I would have asked for different priorities.
So, he is at the laundromat, drying laundry. I am home, trying to sort out some fiddly bits. and trying to tidy. I will have to use my lunch break tomorrow to sort out more. And then we fly off in the evening.
I know that the trip should be good. but I have to get through the next 24 hours, which are not looking so great.
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