Its an absolutely bizarre thing to think that today is my last day of working for the next 6-8 months before Lee and I take off on our big adventure - it's his last day too but he is tres hungover from his work christmas do last night so it might be a slightly different enjoyment.
I was on the tube this morning, slightly hungover, squashed up next to some guys woolly coat and I actually felt nostalgic. No more rushing from one underground line to another at 830am, no more pushing and shoving with grumpy city workers, no more getting up at 7am and wrestling with my snooze button, no more watching the world go by at work - though my current job that I say goodbye to, has been one of the best experiences I've had! So thanks to the guys!
But back to my point - how fun to think I'm just going to be permanently on holiday from 5pm this evening.
No amount of Homer Simpson's whoo hoo's could top mine!