All on tenterhooks. Not been away for 4 years. And it all depends on this fat and very wealthy man from Kuwait actually paying my DH what he owes him. Eldest DS asks everyday if we are going away, I can't even look at him. He's desperate to go on holiday; not to mention me, I'd love to go further than our city limits. But this fucker, is all whatever, I will do it, blah blah blah. DH has to be polite and he has been good for business in the past and may be in the future. So he can't ring up and shout "pay me today you fucker!"
I suppose I should be gratefull that all bills are paid and we have a little spare cash for days out here and there. But these big rich bastards have you by the short and curlies every fucking time. Rich shit on the poor throughout the pages of history from the get go.