I now have less than five hours before I have to pick up Gil from the airport and my house is still an absolute disaster zone! Still got shopping to do and loads to clean and what am I doint? I'm online checking my email... because that's really important and couldn't possibly wait till this evening...
Okay, breathe... calm down, take it one step at a time...
Right, I'm off - laters!
Right the house is almost tidy - or at least all the parts of it that anyone'd be likely to go are! I'm almost ready and have just realised that I'm going to the entire Calcutta Cup game in the Rugby 6 nations. We're gonna get gubbed, I know this already, but it'll be the first time in 20 years I haven't watched it - wierd huh?
Ah well, maybe I can convince Gil (who's English) to let me listen to it on the radio and not gloat - like that's going to happen!
Had to ruch out this morning to get a blow up bed for Denise 'cause I discovered the one I had had lost the stopper somewhere down the years. I am now completely and utterly knackered because it feels like I've been running around like a blue-arsed fly all day!
Okay, got to go 'cause, Saturday, traffic, gonna be murder - plus I have no idea how much it costs to park at Prestwick airport so it might be an idea to get some money first!