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27/8/14 04:44 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
minervasoloWe are off to End of the Road tonight. We hadn't realised that you can't get onto the camp site until 3 tomorrow, or we'd have booked a train tomorrow. Instead after a day when we've both been working trundling down via London with epic backpacks, to reach Salisbury at ten to midnight. Happy third anniversary to us! I have bought a little bottle of champagne and some chocolate cake to drink in the forty five minutes between J getting home and us leaving for the train.
I am freaking out more than usual about packing. Partly because of my anxiety issues this year, and partly because last time we went to this festival I forgot the tickets. J's mum has the tickets this time, which helps. But now I'm poking about the house getting unreasonably upset that I can't find my pyjama top and worrying about eating everything in the fridge (I'm really hungry, but all we have is half a pot of live yoghurt and some old wensleydale).
This is a small apartment. Where the hell is my pyjama top if it's not in either of our drawers, the washing machine or the drying racks? Is it on a bookshelf? In the oven? The lego castle?
I am freaking out more than usual about packing. Partly because of my anxiety issues this year, and partly because last time we went to this festival I forgot the tickets. J's mum has the tickets this time, which helps. But now I'm poking about the house getting unreasonably upset that I can't find my pyjama top and worrying about eating everything in the fridge (I'm really hungry, but all we have is half a pot of live yoghurt and some old wensleydale).
This is a small apartment. Where the hell is my pyjama top if it's not in either of our drawers, the washing machine or the drying racks? Is it on a bookshelf? In the oven? The lego castle?
