Last day - we are off tomorrow

Here we go! We are on our way.

Anyone wanting to google us: we are going to Mayto, near El Tuito in Mexico

One Week to go

Spent some time clearing out the garage on Tuesday - what an exercise! The story of our whole married life so far pulled out and laid on the ground and most of it off to the tip. Even a bed, dismantled but complete with screws (sorry) sadly had to be ejected. We need to SORN the car and leave it in there. I did indulge in a bit of a paddy when I discovered a large bag, about the size of me, which is apparantly the winter home to a load of cricket nets! Jon did finally see that they couldn't stay, and found another mug (sorry cricket pal) to take them into his garage.

Had a pamper day at the De Vere with a Spanish friend yesterday. Don't worry I didn't order any drinks so I won't be mortgaging the house! We swam and sat in the steam room and sauna, then made a pot of tea and a plate of cakes last two hours while I struggled to communicate in her first language. Useful and relaxing at the same time.

Now please note! to anyone who wants to smuggle themselves into Mexico inside Michelle, she is now completely full and there is no more room; even for a small Accounts person (you know who you are).

Week 2

In my 'payroll person' mind, Week 2 would be sometime in April. But it's week two in the 4-week count-down towards August 27th when we get on the plane to Mexico.

Have been spending a bit more time with Michelle (me shell). I have introduced a few fun things, like games, a travel scrabble and some russian game (not russian roulette!) that someone gave me for christmas. Unfortunately the instructions are in russian, but three dice and diagrams on a pad - how hard can it be? Michelle is getting quite heavy now and I have taken to walking around the house with her on my back just to get used to the weight. I have sent a few things flying by turning round suddenly, but most of the valuable things have been put up in the loft so it doesn't matter too much.

Had a minor upset this week when water started dripping from a light fitting downstairs. Turned out to be from under the bath where the calking had failed to do it's job. Brilliant timing, but DIY Man (Jon) was ready with his calking gun and the need for expensive and destructive plumbing work was averted.

Feeling nervous, but no regrets yet. Those turtles are gonna get saved whether they like it or not, because we are on our way!

First Week

I have been taking some time to get used to my backpack (named Michelle for obvious reasons). We are getting to know each others little foibles; my inablity to straighten my knees when she is loaded up/her complete refusal to close her zip over Dan's copy of The Journals of Sylvia Plath. Work in progress.

Trying to build myself up to fitness for the project. Ended up face-down and panting on Monday during a "body conditioning" class at the gym. Some goddess looking about twelve years old runs a class which seems to be run along the lines of what you might expect in Guantanamo Bay.

Still feel like I am "pulling a sickie" from work, but I am sure that will pass.

Love to everyone - Michelle says hi!