One half of our little family is on the other side of the planet. It should be impossible for me to know anything about their activities there. Continue reading
Two-and-a-bit years after our last Grand Adventure, our family is heading back to France. This time it’s largely a known quantity. Same town – Quillan in the French Pyrenees. Same school. Almost the same house – just a stone’s throw away.
But this time is different.
With three weeks to go we are on the final countdown to our departure for Quillan and the list of things to do is finally getting shorter.
I recently read Atul Gawande’s Checklist Manifesto and am a great fan of lists. But, between the lists at work and the lists at home; the lists for me and the list for him, they’re starting to drive me crazy.
Until this weekend, I was suffering from that warp phenomenon where the lists get longer as the time gets shorter. I seem to have turned a corner in the past few days and have been able to strike off more tasks than I’ve added. Yesterday I even managed to add a task just for the satisfaction of striking it off.
Now if I can just get my work list to start shrinking I’ll be sorted…