Just one more day to go before I’m finally, finally, home.
This means I’m having to do quite a bit of the last minute packing, which involves a lot of headless-chicken-marathons. I made this list of all the stuff I’m supposed to be carrying home, and I lost my list.
I ended up packing, unpacking, repacking ten times. Just this minute I realized I hadn’t packed my travel toothbrush and had to stick it in my handbag.
And I have an important question for all my female readers – how many pairs of shoes should one carry for a thirty day “retreat”? (Please tell me four pairs ain’t too many.)
Oooh, and before I forget, September was ah-mazing. I hit my target weight, did a lot of makeup shopping, did not contact chicken pox and/or tuberculosis from my lovely patients, walked into doors only thrice or something, did not break any bones, did not walk into puddles and… What’d I miss?
Oh, I’m happier than a pig in a pool of poo. So yay!
I also got my sarees for the Durga Pooja and guys, I’ve to tell you, my tailor did a fab job. If you’re following me on Instagram, you might have seen the pictures already. (Oh my God, is this link even working?!)
How’s your September been?