I am finally managing to have too many adventures even for me - my next weekend at home is in August.
Basically I've got two chunks of holiday this year (and they're both the mad dash around kind) - next Friday I'm going to Islay for a week (which had to start on a Friday because I never had two Saturdays free in a row...), and then going down to the White Rose Festival in Leeds. Then I'm back at work for two weeks, then off to Spain-and-Portugal for a week to look at history and tall ships, Tarbert for a few days, and a long weekend at a dance festival in Germany.
But I'm in the Lake District this weekend, because I couldn't fit in the second of the usual two spring trips any earlier, and in Stornoway the weekend between the two holidays, because it's the only chance I'll ever have to see Runrig at HebCelt, and...
Oh well. It'll be fine. It'll even be fun. And I've got odds and ends of time - I'm at home the Friday evening before I go to Stornoway, and all the Saturday before I go to Portugal, and holidays are holidays. It's just having All The Plans in my head at once!