Last sane day

What is it about last days that make them so anti-climactic. On my last day at home before I return to Adelaide and not see my family for 4 months and all I could do was sit at the computer and write down my thoughts onto my blog. That and go shopping for groceries and packing my bags. I did make fairy cakes for the kids, so I suppose it wasn't totally wasted.
Flying back brought my total points for Qantas to only needing 6 more flights to go Platinum. Not bad as I have only been flying for 2 months this year and none last year. I actually hate flying and particularly hate crashing. I hate it so much I try never to do it, especially the crashing. So far I have restricted the crashing parts to the automobile and I am quite succesful if I say so myself.

Work is pretty manic at the moment with two competing bids to be analysed before the Govt commits itself to spending $6B in taxpayers money. I would have more faith in the abilities of some if our HR manager had not just written to failing candidates for a post hoping that they didn't suffer any incontinence instead of inconvenience.

I did get a flat mate which should be nice for the next few months. He is into wine and golf, two things about which I know absolutely nothing except I have no interest in either. Give me a bottle of Sprite over a nice Red anyday, chilled to room temperature and way beyond of course.