It was a treat to go to the market this morning and then meet friends for coffee. Some of whom I was saying goodbye to for several months or even longer.
Despite being willing and able to buy something today I couldn’t find anything I liked.
On the way to the cafe I offered an old lady a hand with her granny trolley, but she said it was empty. ( solidarity with granny trolley users!)
Back home I sort of packed. I can’t tell you how often I have changed my mind about what to put in my little rucksack.
And what to wear with the long dress/ shirt thing I bought and am pigheadedly wearing because I said I would and that’s that. Even though it would be much easier to just forget it. However I wanted to be ” cool and arty” so ……..
As a long shirt I’m more or less happy, but as a dress I need to rethink my feet. However that will only be a problem in Scotland where I might have shoes in a bag under the bed……
It is still possible that I’ll get up tomorrow morning and change my mind again.
How lucky am I that I live by myself and there is no one to raise their eyebrows and sigh as I rush back and forwards trying different looks.
I think more or less everything is done now.
My kind neighbour will be watering my flowers.
So now it’s time for a glass of wine. All being well , this time tomorrow I should in Scotland.