It's nice to go travelling

Isn't the weather horrible right now? I really dislike this time of year; it's cold and grey and soggy and nothing much grows. Needless to say it's spurred Mr Robot and I to finalise everything for our trip to India. We've had our final jabs, and I've booked our trains and remaining hotel. Booking trains was a bit of an adventure; if you have to make a change you have to book each leg of the journey separately, and you need to specify which class you want to be in (and there seems to be a fair number of classes). I think I got it right – we shall find out in a month or so's time. Could anything else possibly go wrong?

It's time for another tale of Things That Don't Fit.

Vix is out in India right now, and when she posted about what she was taken I was slightly startled. "I'm sure I couldn't get by on that little," I thought. Well, owing to my inability to order a couple of salwar kameez suits online – I thought I was ordering according to body size, but I was ordering garment size – I'm going to have to. Two utterly gorgeous, far too small suits arrived this week. Arrrrrrse. Right now my India wardrobe consists of two pairs of linen trousers (one navy, one navy with white stripes) and three baggy shirts (one white, one white with navy stripes, and one mustard with navy stripes). The last two of those blouses were a desperation purchase from Next, and I really would like not to have navy on some of my outfits but I fear that is asking too much.

That sound you can hear is me kicking myself for not getting those House of Foxy beach pyjamas when I had the chance. I'm going to be haunting the clearance chazza for weeks. Hopefully some suitably modest, lightweight tops will turn up.

I'm not getting rid of the salwar kameezes, though. I know I said my plan for this year was to lose a bit of weight, but it's morphed into: get more sleep. And that's having a big, brilliant impact on so many other areas of my life. In order to get more sleep, I go to bed earlier and read, to give my brain a chance to wind down. More books read! Less junk telly! And then I get up better rested and happier, and am actually motivated to heat up soup and fill my flask and take that for lunch instead of buying lunch. Spend less money! Eat fewer calories! And switching my usual tea for chamomile in the afternoon means less milk consumed, and I think I'm actually losing weight as a side effect of all this.  So I'll hang on to the suits for now; who knows, if we go to India again they might fit that time.

And my usual holiday wardrobe will get an airing this year as Mr Robot had enough of the awful weather and booked us a trip to Spain in the autumn. Back to Seville!

Is the weather driving you to dream of travelling?