Today is the first day of my two week vacation.
Cash strapped and debt-ridden, I have no plans for travel.
Sigh.
Recent events have pounded the British pound to lows not seen in decades. Oh, what a bargain I could get in travel to London now. I’m always planning that return, that once again and again of my once in a lifetime trip.
And I’m below broke now, at the perfect time to go.
Evidence that the giggling gods never forget a favourite.
So I will spend my vacation not going anywhere.
There is an embarrassing amount of cleaning and organizing that needs doing in my house, a staggering number of tasks small and large that need execution, minor repairs, major reorganizations, wholesale hauling and pitching or attic upwards dragging to be done.
This could be a fairly nice little house in which to live instead of the debris strewn hovel I’ve allowed it to become. All it requires is a massive application of energy.
Sigh yet again.
I feel so old and exhausted.
Time to get started.
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