I took yesterday off work. An extra day to pack, prepare and tick off some of the to-do list.
I got up early. Saw the others off to work. Put a wash on, took the dogs to the vets (added both of these activities to the to-do list - then promptly crossed them off) and went back to bed. For four hours.
And here we are at Saturday - two more sleeps. Though with the mount of Nespresso I'm drinking I don't think sleep is an option (unless it is in the middle of the day - caffeine has no impact on day naps). I am in the middle of baking a carrot cake. It's taken me all morning so far as I keep stopping for another game of Candy Crush to calm my holiday excitement and numb my brain.
The big news is Stu has packed his suitcase. The sneaky bastard. I thought he'd nipped upstairs to spend some time in the bathroom.
Right - must dash to finish the cake then off to get my hair done.