It's been a while, and
that is one of the reasons I have been off the boil with the blog.
Since returning from my
holiday during April
I have had 8 weekends away
I have had three
weekends down in London - one for the Olympics, two for courses and
visiting friends.
I have had two weekends
up in Newcastle - one for a wedding and one for a birthday.
I have had a weekend in
Carlisle for a stag do.
I have had a weekend at
a festival in Staffordshire.
And this last weekend I was in Manchester for at least part of it.
Of the nine weekends I
have had at home:
One has been taken up
with a local festival
One involved my
sister-in-law's birthday
One involved a friend
coming up to visit for the weekend
One involved meeting up
with a friend.
So that is pretty much
six vacant weekends over the last 5 months (21 weekends) holiday
included. That is actually about three more than I was expecting before I started totting up.
I am pretty near
exhausted.
Even those weekends
that I had at home involved preparing for other weekends - doing any
shopping required for festival essentials or birthday presents and
such like.
And the weeks haven't
been quiet. The weekend before last, for example, I was at V Festival. We left
on Friday, very early in the morning, so everyone came round to mine
Thursday straight after work for pizza and an early night. Due to a
mishap of timing I put myself down for my monthly charity work shift
last Wednesday. This meant that I had to spend Monday and Tuesday
night packing and tidying and sorting the house and sofabed for my
friends staying over.
And then the following week involved sorting the stuff out after the festival: airing out and
folding the tent, undertaking lots of washing, packing things away,
making list of things that I have used, lost or damaged and need
replacing. And then there is uploading photos onto Facebook and just
generally getting my life back in order.
September -
astoundingly - seems to have four out of five of the weekends vacant.
At the moment.
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