Coming Home

So after a week away we’ve come back to:

  • 1,000+ emails (for me)
  • 100+ emails (for Herself)
  • Shitloads of post
  • Still no fucking mains water thanks to Anglian Water being utter, utter cunts
  • Happy chickens
  • Unhappy cat (he’s displeased that we’ve brought the dog back with us)
  • A total jungle on the veg patch, except for the bits we’d cleared before
    1. The heavens opened for two solid weeks before we went away
    2. We went on holiday
  • A complete jungle of a front lawn, where I’d forgotten to mow the fucker before we went away

Was the holiday worth it? Yes.
Does it make it any easier to deal with the deluge of crap from while we were away? Kind of.
Is it good to be home? Mostly, yes.

And now back to normality. Work tomorrow, back in Yarmouth for the day. Lucky me.


One Comment on “Coming Home”

  1. Gordon says:

    Dude. Always the same with you! How was the holiday!! Screw the mundane shit that everyone has to deal with, if you focus on this crap then you are undoing all the good work of going on holiday in the first place! 😉


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