I know what I want for Christmas. Time management. I do hope Santa can oblige.
Today saw me pack and head away for a few days. I think I packed more than the Spanish Armada did...needless to say I filled my car, which as a result decided the extra weight was carte blanche to drink more fuel.
As for time management...I managed to leave 4 hours later than I had scheduled...and I still had to stop en route and buy a bloody toothbrush - not sure how the toll on the M25 triggered my memory of failing to pack a toothbrush. I am sure Freud would have some psychobabble explanation for that association....
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