Holiday tomorrow. I'm forty.
Justification for a Friday off.
I travel south to spend my birthday with my family. My Mammy is cooking mince and tatties and apple crumble.
Truly the finest apple crumble in the world. Out for a meal on Saturday night and heading back up north on Sunday.
Can you call hanging out with your parents at forty a social life? It's my birthday, where else would I be?
For many years I have had in my head that I would be clean for forty.
I have failed. But I will succeed. Eventually.
I have to as I can't keep writing "Procrastination" posts although admittedly, I have no progress to report.
Mad busy at work today and realised I hadn't made a doctors appointment at the back of five.
Excuses, excuses.
Tomorrow is the perfect opportunity to make my appointment.
How hard is it to make a phone call?
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