Got home from work significantly later than anticipated, kids wanted to go out to dinner so we went to Frankie and Benny's, its 7pm by the time we get home, better start thinking of packing, however, Kian starts trying on gear which takes another 30 minutes, I am losing the will to live. Boys have you taken my head torch? I am sure i put it on the table. Boys have you seen my inner gloves? Oh there they are packed safety in my helmet! Rachel tells me to stop panicking and not blame the boys. I finally get organised, it eventually takes 2 hours to pack. The ski bag is full but still don't have down jacket in but am shattered and it is time to turn in but not before Rachel shows me a video of an ascent of Mont Blanc that she has found on a website. She points out the narrow ridge we need to cross to summit Mont Blanc and it is a lot narrower than I had previously seen on photos. This really hits home, are we mad? am I going through my mid life crisis? Why are we doing this? But as I walk up the stairs for an early night the adrenalin kicks in.......
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