Home again and have almost caught up on the backlog of washing. As always after two weeks away there are mixed feelings. It is wonderful to be back in our comfortable bed and lovely to see how well big son has coped looking after the house. My hanging baskets were still lovely, the tomatoes and chillies were still alive and he’d done a full vac of the house before we returned.
All those resolutions about a new routine on returning home have already been broken and I seem to have drifted back to normal. Is this a bad thing?