So sick of flying...

I am waiting for my taxi to take me to the airport, which at the moment is no surprise. I never thought I'd say this but I am so over flying. And I love flying.
I think I am just over living out of a suitcase, and everything being crazy and disjointed. Does that make sense?
Anyways, I am off to Inverell for the long weekend - hopefully to relax and catch up with some people I haven't seen in a while. Namely my friend Adelaide, who has had a husband turn ex-husband turn gaol inmate since I saw her last. So there is a lot to catch up on there.
Would also like to spend some time thinking about my next move in regards to work and study. I think wandering around in a quiet country town might help me out there.
Had a funny little moment the other day when someone I knew discovered that I had, what you call - 'de-friended' them on Facebook. Mind you, this has been the case for almost 6 months but you know how it happens. Anyways, the surprising thing is - they were offended. This person just happens to be my boss, who I thought was not the most appropriate person to have as a friend. Honestly, the woman and I probably wouldn't even notice each other if it weren't for the fact we worked together. We are completely different, two completely different worlds. 
So you learn something new every day.
I am absolutely shattered at the moment. I haven't been this tired since... well since before I left to go on holidays. Today was a bit stressful. How I did not miss this feeling while I was away. 
Hurry up taxi... I just want to get on with it and go. 
Finally posted some photos up on Flickr... I had started doing it here with a running commentary, but it all proved too hard - it only lets you upload a few at a time, and I had 478 to do. No thanks. Flickr became my best friend. 
Anyways, I am going to go and stand outside impatiently, and get away from my desk.
Have a good long weekend!!