ok so I write a lot of lists, I have a lot of half scribbled pages of notes to myself laying around everywhere, I don't want to forget something but at the same time I don't want to remember either... So the spare bedroom is presently a dressing room of sorts. I have the suitcase all laid out, the clothes are growing in numbers like soldiers they in preparation for their trip. I on the other hand am exhasted and still looking for the right pair of shoes to travel with... oh the decisons are endless. perhaps a movie to distract the distractable little old me........