I like to blame it on the fact that I juggle a writing life with a real life, but whatever the reason: if I were a website, I'd be lastminute.com

I'm quite good at planning actually. I do it in my Law Talking Job and I do it when we put on a show. Trouble is, if I know I've got enough time NOT to plan, I don't.

In Melbourne at the moment, it's raining. In November. This is not usual. In fact, in recent memory, rain is not usual. We here in Australia are in what is known as a drought. People, everywhere, are looking furiously at the sky and forgetting their umbrellas.

A couple of my friends have mentioned how annoying it is to have to change over winter wardrobe to summer wardrobe and then break into the winter one again. As in, actually unpack their wardrobes and put them in... vacuum packed bags? Outerspace? The toaster? I don't know. Point is, they're organised. They take umbrellas to work in the winter and pack them the night before.

SO GUESS WHAT THAT MEANS?

I TOTALLY WIN!

Days like this, weeks like this, when everything's unpredictable and the sky is likely to wee on you at the last second just when you aren't expecting it? THAT IS EVERY DAY OF MY LIFE!

HUZZAH! I AM BETTER AT LIFE THAN EVERYONE ELSE FOR A DAY! IN YOUR FACE!