Well it's time to say goodbye readers. Don't panic, not in a forever way. More in a "I better be in Fiji this time in two weeks" way, so this might be my last column for a month.
As we edge ever closer to a holiday that was booked three years ago and rebooked twice, the old nerves of mine are edging ever closer to tipping point too.
I think I must subconsciously be quite worried that it will never happen. After the horrible bouts of illness that we've all had, I am paranoid Covid is going to get us just before we head away.
So if I have to go out, I mask up absolutely everywhere and now feel like I'm the odd one out. I'm making up excuses not do to things that involve other people just in case they are harbouring something that will cancel the trip for us.
That, and of course we actually can't afford to move in the leadup to this trip. I'm sure the kids are sick of hearing me say "no we can't have cheese, we're saving for Fiji remember"!