As I have been out a lot lately, I figured today I would start doing my packing for England. Well, I got the list of items to take done. Is that good?
This morning seemed to disappear, and I had said that I wanted to go to the b.b.q. for an hour that started at 3 p.m. I got there dead-on time and was the first to arrive.
I helped with a few bits, as others started to arrive. We went out onto the patio and chatted. Before I knew it, it was 5.30 and the meat was just coming off the barbeque. I had a drink, and had some beef, and chicken. We cleaned up, and then remembered to take some photos. It was now 6.30, and I was ready to leave. Dessert came home with me.
Home by 7 p.m., and I really didn’t feel like pulling everything out that had put stored away. Tomorrow is a new day, and hoping that I can pull my finger out and get on with it.