Had to be up especially early this morning in order to deliver the campervan for its surgery, which will cost us somewhere in the region of 'OUCH'.
We now have a nailbiting day awaiting the outcome, and the phone call which will inform us that our little van is out of intensive care and recovering nicely, so can we come and collect it.
In the meantime, I'm packing a workbox, with a selection of stuff to make, with the intention of taking a working break for a day or two before the weekend. It would be useful to take the van out and put it through its paces to see that everything is working as it should, and take advantage of the continuing good weather too. Not to mention getting some work done into the bargain, so hopefully a win-win situation all round.
Small dog has given this idea a firm 'paws up' and is packing her bag in anticipation of the trip.
In other news, my pullalong dodo is almost finished, and I'm on the umpteenth edit of my new pram kit instructions, so I'm in that lovely warm, virtuous space which opens up when work is going reasonably well.......for a change.
However despite making progress, my To Do list remains stubbornly long and unwieldy. No matter how many tasks I tick off, there are several more to take their place. It's like trying to empty the ocean with a spoon.
Perhaps a working holiday is just what I need. After all, one of the perks of being self-employed is having the flexibility to work wherever, whenever.