Time flew! 

my mournful confession is that I spent far too much of my precious alone time working extra hours at work, hoping to get ahead before Chi and E returned. The reality is you never really succeed at getting ahead. Not as a PA, when every day brings new small challenges. Death by paper cut, day after day!

But I did manage a 1.5 day yoga workshop - an “uber-california-feel-the-love-and-share”  type weekend that I thoroughly enjoyed, walking around with a sun warmed grin that stretched across my face for days. Somehow I also managed to have dinner out once with my girlfriends, I painted my daughters room the palest shade of pink, planted loads of flowers and herbs out, read three books and sleeped.  Amazing how much time you have when you are not locked into the daily treadmill of school runs, dinners, and bed time routines.

I went to the airport on monday morning with a song in my heart and when I saw my daughter and e again I had tears of happiness gushing down my face, within hours my quiet neat house was turned into a pink patterned playground and her laughter filled the quiet spaces.  She was home and life returned again.