On holiday in the flat
At least I don't have to brave Terminal 5.
Posted 31 Mar 2008, terribly early in the morning.
Tagged with holiday, personal, the flat.
So, today is the first day of my holiday. As someone who hasn’t been travelling for around 10 years, has never been on a plane and whose most exotic experience was a daytrip to Belgium on a bus, you can imagine that my ‘holidays’ are somewhat unremarkable.
The main feature this week is a delivery of flat-pack furniture from IKEA. At least I will finally have a desk to sit at and somewhere to hang my clothes! Having said that, my bed is still only 70% assembled so I wouldn’t be surprised if there are still bits of wood leaning against walls in a few weeks.
Apart from the inevitably excessive amounts of daytime telly, music, beer, xbox, junkfood and sleep, other highlights include more deliveries (Sainsbury’s, Argos and Amazon), a trip to my Mum’s to catch up with my Sky+ recordings (cheeky, I know) and I may even have a visit from a sparky to investigate why I receive an electric shock whenever I touch a metal surface in my kitchen. Oh, and just in case I’ve got time to spare, I’ve got project work to finish and email in to the office.
I don’t think I stand much chance of getting a tan.
It’s not as if I don’t have an excuse to go travelling - I have family in both Australia and Canada for a start. I’ve got a long list of places I want to see and things I want to do - I’ve just not had the opportunity or thinking-space to make it happen.
Perhaps I should start putting some plans together.
