84 days 'til the boat sails. More or less. The race itself starts the following day downriver, because 12 70' sailboats starting a race at Tower Bridge is a little impractical. And it's 83 days if I were in the UK right now.

So 83 days. A count that started at four figures is down to two. And of course I'm leaving everything til the last minute. Wouldn't get it done otherwise. Signed up for a lasik exam with weeks left on my health insurance. Got to get yellow fever jab yet. Decided today, with the scripts I've been 'working on' stalled, that I'm going to revisit a short I wrote a couple years back and rewrite it as a feature length movie. Only 90 pages to go! Completely doable if I write a page and three lines every day for the next 83 days! On top of which I have friends to see in Vancouver, BC, Portland, Seattle, and if time and funds allow, Vegas.

Funds. 15 days left of earning those. Fifteen days of being able to buy all the merino wool I want, of not worrying about the cost of food, or amazon shipments, or my cell phone plan.

Cell phone. Five weeks of having a cell phone. I mean an actual permanent number. Five weeks of calling it a cell phone, it's a mobile back home.

Back home. Five weeks til I move back home. One way ticket. First time since 1995. And while it'll only be six weeks of being back home before the boat sails, it'll be so busy with training and visiting family and being cheap and not travelling cos what happened to train prices since 1995?

Anyway, wasting time. I've got a bloody script to write!