At the weekend, I decided it was time to GET ORGANISED.
I think I’ve been over-embracing the new not-a-control-freak-anymore version of myself. By which I mean, I booked flights for Bali, then I booked accommodation and then I did nothing.
I knew that I would need to sort out an international driving license but, busy with essays, the thought wandered off to the back of my mind. Until last week. When I had a mini meltdown, thinking I’d left it too late and that there was no chance I could possibly get it sorted in time and that we’d have to change all of the plans because I had been too disorganised to sort out driving licenses.