Going away shouldn’t be this much hard work. I have been flat out all day tying up loose work ends, emailing, writing documents and reports and ticking off never ending lists of stuff I most likely forgot.
I popped out to collect something from a store and realised I had a screw stuck in my car tyre, so had to get that replaced. Dashed back home to carry on working, but then my parents arrived for a chat and a tea.
Managed to squeeze in the rest of my work as I was cooking dinner, then a few more emails later and I was off out to get food shopping for those of us not going away tomorrow.
Then cleaning, tidying and sorting stuff out to leave in the morning.
I haven’t even got my clothes ready.