Well, here I am. It’s been interesting to go for a nostalgic tour of the old haunts where I grew up. However my father is already driving me completely insane.
That’s a parent’s perogative I guess – I probably drove him insane for 18 years or more, and now he’s just getting his own back.
I am so damn glad to be leaving here on Sunday (one day to go. One day to go. *Deep cleansing breaths.*)
Oh well, better go. Apparently we’re off to play golf at 8am tomorrow morning. On a Saturday.
There goes any possible hope I had of a sleepin 🙁