We’ve reached the end of another year, and just like every year, we’re wondering how on Earth that happened so quickly. But at least it gives us an excuse to start daydreaming about how we’re going to spend our annual leave in 2023. And who can blame us? With the cost of living crisis in full effect this winter, we can’t help but hope for better and brighter days ahead.
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I woke on Tuesday at 4am and could hardly breathe. I was sweating (and, post-menopausal that I am, I never sweat) and racked with worry. I grabbed my hair, put my head in my hands, and said out loud, ‘What am I doing? What was I thinking?’