I've got the next couple of days off work, but the flat still isn't completely packed up so I spent most of the morning today sitting at my desk, freaking out about everything I still had to do and mumbling under my breath. I did manage to do SOME work, but eventually at about midday my boss asked me if I wanted a half day (just to get rid of me I think).
So after promising to actually PACK when I got home, instead of watching Neighbours, I raced out of the door at 12.30. I'm now at home contemplating my to-do list for this afternoon/evening, and feeling positively faint (maybe I'll just watch a tiny bit of Neighbours with a cuppa. THEN I'll get started...)
On a positive note, The Spot seems to have abandoned it's plan for world domination, and has all but disappeared.