Last Day

Today is my last day at Arrowfield Stud and in Scone. It's not a tough day, with just tidying up of loose ends and trying to nail that final photograph, and I'll do some family photos at the end of the day too. I slept terribly last night, and so am now wondering whether my planned very early assault tomorrow morning, involving a 4.30am start, is indeed wise, given I have the 8 hour return drive home to negotiate as well tomorrow. I don't know what to do about that now, I want to do it, but given that I bolted awake in a panic at least 3 times last night, I'm not sure.. My neck is twinging again, and that pinched nerve is there nagging at me, saying "look, I'm nearly trapped, can you feel it??" . The answer is yes, I absolutely can, and it is making me move cautiously and carefully. It's all over the news and on my friends' Facebook posts that this weekend is AFL Grand Final weekend. I'm trying not to think about. It's ironic th...