Privileged wibbling.

I might have an opportunity to get away from home for a few days in mid/end of August while my parents visit to hold the fort. I have no idea what to do with them and I fear my going-away muscle may have dried up and dropped off from underuse - the idea of having to plan a thing to do is slightly filling me with cold dread. Which is saddening because until the opportunity arose I felt frustrated at other people's managing to get away and do stuff and vexed at having to turn down any offers of visits that came my way and all that. And now I don't know what to do. In August it'll have been about sixteen months since I last spent a night away from home and two years since I had an extended stay away and basically I think I've forgotten how to do it. That's gratitude for you.

(Also I don't know how to choose. I have quite a few long-standing invites to reachable places, and a friend who wants me to go to the south of France with her so we can pretend to be Bertie Wooster, and there have been mentions of Ireland and Sark as well. Then again, I know more people in London than anywhere else, so a couple of nights there would make most sense, and then maybe a couple of nights having a visit somewhere else. But I need to get into a frame of mind where I can think of these things without my stomach contracting.)

Privileged wibbling.

I might have an opportunity to get away from home for a few days in mid/end of August while my parents visit to hold the fort. I have no idea what to do with them and I fear my going-away muscle may have dried up and dropped off from underuse - the idea of having to plan a thing to do is slightly filling me with cold dread. Which is saddening because until the opportunity arose I felt frustrated at other people's managing to get away and do stuff and vexed at having to turn down any offers of visits that came my way and all that. And now I don't know what to do. In August it'll have been about sixteen months since I last spent a night away from home and two years since I had an extended stay away and basically I think I've forgotten how to do it. That's gratitude for you.

(Also I don't know how to choose. I have quite a few long-standing invites to reachable places, and a friend who wants me to go to the south of France with her so we can pretend to be Bertie Wooster, and there have been mentions of Ireland and Sark as well. Then again, I know more people in London than anywhere else, so a couple of nights there would make most sense, and then maybe a couple of nights having a visit somewhere else. But I need to get into a frame of mind where I can think of these things without my stomach contracting.)