… of mice and men.
Luckily we had no mouse-related plans this weekend, so they couldn’t go to waste. Unfortunately we did have man-related plans… That sounds a bit wrong. We had planned to go to Center Parcs. Craig said he knew someone who could get us a chalet for £60. We agreed because even if only David, Craig, and I went it would only be £20 each, which is great.
David had managed to get JonP and Stacey to come along as well, so it was only going to cost £12 each, but I got a call from David this morning saying it was all off. The person couldn’t get the chalet in the end, so now we’re left without plans.
In other plan-failure-related news, my whole visa application is, well, not failed, but delayed considerably. Due to circumstances completely out of the control of everyone involved I’m going to have to wait a while before the people applying to sponsor me can actually go ahead and do so.
So it looks like I’ll definitely be needing a job while I’m back in England and I suppose I should really be aiming to start in the next week, or possibly two weeks. It’d suck if David was off work and I had to go in every bloody day, so I’ll probably try to leave it until he’s gone back to work, and then there won’t be a problem.
So yeah, wasted plans, gotta love ‘em.