School trip

It seems almost rude to be neglecting my blog now, so soon after starting it, but neglecting it I am, as I am going on an outward-bound activity school trip for five days tomorrow. As you may be able to tell from the previous post, anything remotely connected to moving my body fills me with terror, so... I'm telling myself it'll be fun. After all, in times like these, what do we have left but hope?

The thing which worries me most is that for a large proportion of the time we're going to be extremely wet from jumping into lakes and things.


The other difficulty is packing, which, for someone as disorganised as me, is a challenge. I am, however, only disorganised in certain respects, and packing has been a brilliant opportunity for me to discover the full potential of my rapidly developing OCD.

Me: I need some plastic bags to put my shoes in.
Mother: OK, here's a Tesco bag.
Me: Can I have a Tesco bag for the other pair of shoes so they'll match?