Christmas and beyond

This is my second last day at work for the year - Hurrah! - and then I may disappear into the fog for a time. I have two weeks off work, which I am very much looking forward to. I'll be heading North, which isn't perhaps the direction I'd choose to go in the height of summer, but that is where the family is, so that is where I shall be going - for the annual lazing about in front of the air-conditioner, where the internet is dial-up and not to be bothered with. I'm looking forward to spending time with my two nieces especially and seeing my grandparents (my Pa, who is 85, has not been well just recently, and so I am thankful that, thus far, he is still here and I can catch up).

In January I'll be posting over on the EQUIP book club, and I will also be finding a new place to live, then packing and moving. Argghh! My current flatmate is leaving to go and work at a church next year, which gives me the option of finding someone to replace her in the current flat, which is a great place to live, or striking out my own. It's looking a little more like the second option. After thirty-something flatmates I think my days of temporary flatting with random people are drawing to a close, and it is time to make home a real home and begin on that lengthening list of things I have been going to do 'one day when I get my own place'. I am hopeful that the rental market has improved, because it was terrible this time last year, but we shall see.

So, it may be quiet here in January. But I'll be back tomorrow with a poem, so, till then ...