Flying out on the morrow, though sadly lacking in much enthusiasm at the moment. Still got a heap of things to do: housework, grocery shopping, packing (i.e. deciding what shoes to bring), try and come up with a plan...How did I get to where I am now? Two weeks ago, I was in a job I hated -- but it was alright, I was getting on with it. Now when I come back, I may not have that job for much longer, and with no job on the horizon, how will I pay the mortgage? What will I do to stave off penury? I should have thought of that before I took a sickie once too often, shouldn't I?

Right. CoRo tomorrow. Shall I bring a camera, or rely on Geoff? His pictures are always so much better and clearer than mine...No glad rags this time, don't feel like dressing up. Just plain old jeans and a T-shirt will do. Bring the boots that I still haven't broken in properly? Mustn't forget to pack a towel or two, as apparently there aren't any at our Glasgow accommodation. Get off LJ before my mood puts a dampener on anyone else's spirit.