We arrived home last night, all tired and in need of our beds.
I didn’t unpack the car, and stayed in bed until 9am just avoiding doing it, but I have finally got my arse into gear and have this lovely lot to get on with.
Whilst we were away my amazing sister cleaned my entire house, which has taken a huge weight off, as the destruction of packing left it looking like a tornado had passed through.
My Dad is having the boys today so that I can get things in order, without dealing with small people too.
I may be the only adult living in this house, and I may not have my person, but I have a wonderful team that I can rely on to help me out.
I am blessed. With a huge washing pile.
To Widowhood and Beyond 