tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630355680050775256.post7900599633642972471..comments2024-01-19T22:42:41.602+00:00Comments on Gidday from the UK: You've Got Mail...16 Sleeps To GoAnonymoushttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09420852941644763293noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630355680050775256.post-13263615513319278182011-08-17T19:57:15.065+01:002011-08-17T19:57:15.065+01:00Ha ha! I do a lot of faffing, I mean re-prioritis...Ha ha! I do a lot of faffing, I mean re-prioritising, I mean avoiding things I don't want to do. Ironing springs to mind and I am in serious danger of the whole big bag of it toppling off the top of the wardrobe (out of eye-line you see) and on to my head!Anonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09420852941644763293noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6630355680050775256.post-17043831231454923982011-08-15T08:42:20.101+01:002011-08-15T08:42:20.101+01:00Okay, this is a little late but I was falling behi...Okay, this is a little late but I was falling behind and decided to save your 'x number of sleeps to go' posts and read them together.<br /><br />I don't know which I like more: learning that you can't shake or hold a present up to the light to help determine what it is (thanks to Chicky's explanation of Hamer rules) - OR - that faffing is really re-prioritizing. Now when I'm up against a deadline and not writing I shall declare that I am faffing. Er, re-prioritizing. You know what I mean.Linda A.https://www.blogger.com/profile/06667283310675139549noreply@blogger.com