I’ve started my anti-malarials. So far, no side effects, which is good, but they are likely to make me feel nauseous, more sensitive to the sun and all sorts of other fun things. So essentially I’m moving to the sun and taking medication that will turn me into a vampire.
I’ve nearly packed – two suitcases of clothes, books, toiletries, dvds, shoes, staplers, staples, snap cards, hand blender, etc. and one more to fill with vitamin tablets, sunblock, stationary and pictures. Little gifts that have come from my chims at work – Hello! – are going in there too. I think I may have to repack some clothes to pad it out a little and take some of the rattling about out of it.
We’re leaving at 12 tomorrow for my 19.20 flight, better to be there waiting than in a queue on the M25 waiting. Not sure how my mum is doing with all this going on, she’s storing all my stuff and driving me down, but my little brother is already trying to claim the dvd collection. Git. He’ll soon find that I’m actually taking all the good ones with me and leaving the empty cases for him to cry over.
It’s been less stressful, the irritating ex *finally* gave me some money today, so that’s my US dollars sorted. Family members have also donated some so I now have a waterproof jacket, batteries for my torch for when the power cuts out and 6 bottles of sunblock. Ta very much to them.
Not sure how I’m feeling about things at the moment, I think I just need things to be done now. I’ve visited people, but not enough of them, I’m missing a festival that I’ve been going to since I picked up my GCSE results 12 years ago – Towersey Village Festival if you’re interested, it’s good, go next year if you can – and I’m feeling like I’m in limbo.
The next one of these I’ll write I’ll probably be sunburnt. I’ve got some Aloe Vera so don’t worry.