Home for the Holidays...or not

Traditionally, the holiday season is a time when people fly back home and spend time with the family. This is going to be the first year I've not done that. Actually, I was going to, then not, then was again and now not. There was also a brief period (lasting all of yesterday) when there was talking to flying back to Malaysia after Xmas itself but I don't think that'll be in the the works anymore.

While living in London, last minute flights were the most wonderful thing. As in you could always count on getting a last minute flight and at a great price too. Never mind that these were within Europe and I'm talking about an international inter-continental flight here. Or the fact that I might be able to get there but not get back. *sheesh*

So at this point, the plan has reverted back to lunch with Scott's grandparents on Xmas day, drive to Toodyay and have dinner with the rest of the family there and then stay the night. This means my cats will be home alone to destroy the house to their hearts delight. Hmmm, I think the bedroom door will have to stay closed. Am still stressing over Xmas presents. We have to get them tonight and all I can think of is the food shopping and the lovely duvet set i saw in a catalogue. So no, nothing for anyone else yet. Generic or otherwise.

Have another work do on Monday, should be fun. Its during office hours, definitely no drinking. Not that I'd be drinking anyway, but its always fun to see what other people get up to when they're pissed.