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I was brave and went to the health clinic today (I promised myself a treat at the hairdressers if I went).  The bad news is, my blood pressure has GONE THROUGH THE ROOF.  The doctor said that whatever has happened in the last few weeks to me has to stop, otherwise I will be the next one to have a heart attack.  I have been a bit stressed at work lately and not sleeping well either. Plus we haven't had heating or hot water at my place for a few weeks.  Plus I am stressed about money.  Plus Dad keeps on getting sick and the dogs don't sound well.  Plus I am trying to get my tax sorted and organise to get some boxes of clothes and books sent home and I wanted to close my UK bank accounts before I left but there is some paperwork that I need to get sorted that I can't get until after I am gone and it's all SUCH a hassle and it's going to be so damn annoying trying to get my tax done and my bank accounts closed from the other side of the world.

IN SHORT, everyone needs to BACK THE HELL OFF.  STOP NAGGING, STOP BITCHING, STOP STRESSING ME OUT.  OR I WILL DIE.  Seriously, there is a reason I left Australia and that was to get away from everyone and everything that was making me unhappy.  No wonder my hair has turned grey.

I DID mention to the doctor that I am quitting my job, going on holiday for five weeks and moving back to Australia.  I DID NOT mention that I was going camping in the Sahara Desert in Morocco (!!!) or going to attempt climbing Mt Sinai in Egypt, or that I was only limiting myself to six hours sleep a night in New York and LA cos I have ALOT to squeeze in on the few days I'm in each city.  I mentioned beaches on the Greek Islands though.  That will be relaxing.  I think that's where I will be for my birthday.

I rang United Airlines AGAIN about my RTW ticket because I really don't want to have to hike out to Heathrow to change it.  They said they now couldn't retrieve my booking over the phone because I have a paper ticket (I don't understand how they've changed all the dates for my booking so far if that's the case) and that I would need to fax a copy of the ticket to their fax number and call them back.  Well that's quite a brilliant idea because I a) don't have a fax machine and b) the printing on the paper ticket is so faint that I know it wouldn't show on a fax anyway.  I have the weekend off, and I don't want to waste one day of my last two full weekends in London going out to Heathrow to get this sorted.  I have Monday off but they are showing Fools Gold at the local cinemas (yay, Matthew McConaughey, shirtless for a few hours, I'm SO there!  Plus it was filmed in my home state...pretty sure it was filmed at Port Douglas) for £3 at 1.10pm so I'm plnning on going to see that.

And after all that, I went to the hairdresser (armed with a six month supply of free medication!) and they TOTALLY butchered my hair.  Stupid bitch cut it SO short.  It's now at my shoulders.  I asked for a TRIM...

There is good news.  One, is that I paid rent today, and that I'm using my deposit on the room to pay for my final two weeks board, so I never have to pay rent in London again.  Two, my workmate Heidi may be coming on the trip to Morocco with me!!!  Which would be fantastic!  Three, I have fifteen working days left (which doesn't sound like alot, but I work a three day on/off roster so it's still a month of work, which I know will go so quickly - plus I have the next two weekends off!).  Four, the weather is getting warmer during the day, so long as you're in sunshine.  Five, Daniel and Dan are throwing a party for me (oh, okay, also for Daniels' birthday) on June 29 and there are sure to be fireworks.  Six, the heating and hot water are supposedly getting fixed this week...

Wish I could get a bit more excited about my trip, I know it will be awesome to go to all these fantastic places but nothing will ever top my Contiki tour.  That's probably a good thing, I don't think my liver will ever recover and I will NEVER catch up on sleep from it.  It will be nice and hot in Egypt and Morocco and Greece.  At least when I arrive home I will have a great tan.