I have 12 days until I leave again for 7 months. 12 days!! How did that happen?  It feels like I’ve barely just returned from Mwanza and off I go again.

In the next 12 days I have to:

• pack up my stuff and move it from my brother’s to my mum’s house

• finalize the packing of my backpack

• get my booster jab – went the other day, it was the wrong day, tomorrow is the right day

• cancel my unused swimming pool membership

• sort out the pre-pay debit card top up

• plan where I’m going after Bangkok

• baby sit my niece and nephew – get them to watch Toy Story – sorted

• have my best friend from university visit

• possibly go to see Coriolanus live at the cinema

• work out if I need a leaving party at work

• finish making my felt thing that I’m taking with me – started sewing it and it’s looking cool

• transfer more music onto my ipod/computer

• top up the first aid kit

• find my snorkeling mask and sandals

• organize my chargers – dull but necessary

• go to my sister’s for her birthday

• have a mini school reunion

• work 6 more shifts at work

• run one more Rhyme Time – I think I’m going to include ‘Soft kitty, warm kitty’ from The Big Bang Theory

• stop getting annoyed by awful continuity announcers on BBC3 and E4

• print off my flight tickets

• roughly plan my USA trip so I can work out Greyhound bus tickets

• return my library books

• cancel my Netflix subscription

• top up the red streaks in my hair

• run the last Beginner’s Guide to Blogging session

• get my anti malarials

• write things on here that are vaguely entertaining

• sleep

Think that’s it.  What have I missed?