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Travelling

We are about to do something which is a  bit exciting. We are travelling away to Europe for a few weeks. We keep putting things like this on hold. Getting all serious and trying trying trying... We have to live and be spontaneous I think. So bye bye money-sucking IVF that has virtually 0% guarantee of satisfaction . Off we head to money-sucking activities that will be nearly 100% guarantee of satisfaction. That's us in September.

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  1. How fabulous! September is a great time to travel. I think we all need to remember to nurture ourselves, our hearts. Of course, I am a huge huge fan of international travel. Want to share where you're going?

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  2. That sounds wonderful, on so many levels! Good for you for finding things that do work for you and make you happy! I hope you'll share trip experiences when September comes.

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