‘Ere We Go Again’..

… Said the earwig as he fell off the wall.

Packing to go away. Just me. A course.

Here we have … Everything for the English summer… Waterproof boots, raincoat, an umbrella, a sun hat, sun cream, antihistamine, sandals…
Crisps :-)

Sigh.

You’ll note there is wine… (I might need it, it’s Friday tomorrow).
These are just the rucksacky things.
My ‘main’ bag is already by the door.
I’m pretty fed up. I’m going on a course. And today (the day before setting off) an e-mail arrived informing that some of the course will ‘take place outside so, ‘bring waterproof footwear’, as it might be very muddy’.

Outside??? Really? Now they tell us?

I’m going to be in someone else’s car, and will have to squeeze boots in. I apparently have no idea what I’m going to (I had packed summer things). Should I take out the floaty dresses I thought would look nice (in a classroom setting)?
Oh dear…
As I said, with no little stress, ‘sigh’.

Himself said, ‘How do you get yourself into these messes?’

I don’t know.
I really don’t.
Maybe it’s not me?
Rhetorical.