So where am I to be found in the first week of the holidays?? Madly phoning around: Anyone want to come over? Anyone around...? (Anyone want some kids?)
Oh. You're all out of town/have visitors/tickets/plans.
When will I ever learn? I seem to be the ultimate last-minute-Larry.
I'm the same at the weekend. It gets to Friday night... woohoo!!
Oh. OK... another DVD night anyone?
Hey, anyone want to come over for dinner tonight? Oh. You all have plans already.
Well, maybe we could find a babysitter and go out... Hmmmm, all our babysitters are booked. (Funny that, seeing as how it's 4pm on a Saturday afternoon).
When am I going to get a clue! Buy one of those watchamecallit thingamyjigs... a Diary?
You know, so we could, um, what's it called... plan ahead???
Anyone else out there like me? (Want to come over and hang out?? I've still got a week and a half to fill...)