Final countdown …

cows
These guys turned up in the field at the bottom of our garden the other day.

This time next week we’ll already be enjoying our wedding day. There is still so much to do and sort out, especially with us going off on honeymoon the very next day, and very little time in which to do it. We have another busy few days ahead, but boy, are we going to make the most of our holiday.

I’ve managed to do a lot of my own work this week, adding nicely to the word counts in the sidebar. I’ve also done a fair bit of reading work and some research. The washing basket has been hammered and we’ve made some inroads into the shopping we need to buy for both our holiday and to leave behind for my sister, who’s pet/house-sitting for us.

When these cows appeared in the field at the bottom of our garden on Wednesday, the distraction didn’t help a great deal. But it was lovely to see them run around the field with gay abandon. (Can we still say that now?) They’ve had a jolly good wander too, exploring every inch of the field, the woods, the brook, the grassed bridge over the brook. I’ve not seen them yet today, but keep looking – so there’s more distraction. 🙂

Today I have a hair appointment at 4:30pm, so a short day for me. I would have done the shopping while I was over there too, but we decided to go last night instead. That gives us the rest of this evening free.

It’s my mom’s birthday tomorrow, so we’re going to see my parents. We won’t be able to visit for 3 weeks, so we would have gone anyway. We also want to see the poet’s parents this weekend too. As we’re getting married in Scotland, none of the parents will be coming. So we want to see them all this weekend instead.

Incidentally, those who know the details and who want to come are very welcome. We’re just not putting anything special on. We didn’t want anyone to feel obliged to come, especially as it’s the third time my friends and family will have had to suffer the ordeal. But, likewise, if anyone fancies a short break, and can get there, we’re not discouraging them.

When we get back from Birmingham we may have another visit to Meadowhall to do more last minute holiday shopping, then on Sunday I think we’re hoping to get out for another walk. We’re going to be doing a lot of walking in Scotland and want to ensure a reasonable level of fitness at least.

Son #2 moves into his new house today, so we want to try and squeeze in a visit over there in the next few days. It’s all go, isn’t it?

I’m waiting for our postal ballot papers for the general election. My sister’s arrived today, but we’ve not heard anything since we registered at the new address. I’ll have to chase them today if we don’t get anything in the post. I’d be mortified if I couldn’t vote in a general election. We both would.

I also have more reading/writing/research work to do today and I also want to do a backup as the computer has crashed twice this week and each time it does I have kittens.

Have a great weekend and enjoy the cows. 🙂

The weekend beckons

The poet has just come to the end of his third week working in Scotland, and we’re both starting to notice it now. Hard. He has at least another week to go, but he could still be up there for another month after that. We’re not getting a lot done together during the week as a result, and so we’re having to cram a lot into the weekends.

BUT, it’s part of his job and his job’s what pays the bills. Doesn’t mean we have to like it, though.

So, this week has been busy catching up with work. I’ve sent a book back to the publisher for completion, after rejecting it on Monday (I rejected it), and my writer’s boot camp has finally started to pay off. Next week I should have some new material to send off on its merry way.

Yesterday evening we dropped my car in to have the exhaust looked at (if fell off a week ago last Tuesday). And the battery, and the rear screen washer, and the air bag warning  light, and the bonnet prop catch …

The mechanic has called us with a rough ball park figure to get it all fixed, and we won’t be driving it to the scrapyard just yet. We might not get it back until Monday, though, and even then if they can fit it in between the MOTs they already have booked in. It’s a good job I’m not as reliant upon it as I used to be.

I’ve had a dentist appointment this afternoon (boo!), then we grabbed something to eat and we nipped to the supermarket afterwards, only to be evacuated by the fire alarm. Then we got stuck in traffic coming home.

This evening we may go into Doncaster, as it’s Doncaster Live this weekend, and tomorrow we either go to Birmingham to visit the parents, or we help son #1 move some furniture from the garage to his house.

If we’re still up here, we may visit Doncaster again. If we go to Birmingham tomorrow, we may go fishing on Sunday or walking or anything else we feel like doing. But it all depends on son #1 and what we end up doing tomorrow.

On Monday the poet is working from home, then he’s off up to Scotland again Tuesday morning and won’t be back until Friday night.

What are you up to this weekend? Whatever it is, have a good un.

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