Neoannophobia. The fear of New Year. Or New Year's Eve.
I'm pretty sure that's a made up word.
I can't even explain why I hate New Year. I just get more and more anxious as the day gets nearer. Last night - the last of 2016 - I was in my office at midnight on my Mac listening to music (to drown out the bloody fireworks). And the only reason I was still up was because one of the dogs has Pyrotechnophobia. So once the fireworks started in earnest I moved to the kitchen to sit with her (she was under her 'fireworks tent').
You'd think I'd be glad that it's already Sunday - 1 January. Just 26 more days until we head off to the snow. That's what 2017 is bringing for me. Snow!
I made the momentous decision to book the cabin without waking Stu or waiting until the morning. I was quite proud. When I told him the next day Stu was equally pleased. I just needed to transfer the money and the booking would be complete. And with the modern age of Faster Payment Pigeons it was done in the blink of an eye and a couple of attempts to create an HSBC authorisation code.
And then I got the confirmation email. Yeh! Oh shit.
There's no wifi and we have to take our own bedding. OUR OWN BEDDING. But we were given some very handy links to Oslo shops where we can purchase some if needed. Might be useful if we are actually leaving the airport at Oslo. Rather then simply transferring to another flight.
We also got driving instructions for the cabin and the coordinates. After a couple of hours on two iPads viewing the location on Google street view and satellite we found the cabin pretty easily. But we have no idea how to get to it. There is no visible road.
When we arrive it will be dark. Whatever time that is. But we're hoping it's not very-cloudy dark (with no moonlight). Or we will be tramping up hills and through woods with our iPhone torches.
Stu is, of course, super excited about this prospect. And no wifi just means we can't sync Candy Crush.
Anyway - I have pins and needles now - I need to get up off the floor.
Happy new day.
P.s. Here's a photo of Stu doing ballet.