Home... and exhausted...

What a whirl wind trip. In hindsight, it might have been a little adventurous to think I should fill every night with an activity after very heavy work days. As a result, I have arrived back in Brisbane exhausted and a little sniffly. It was so great to catch up with friends and family, which also made it sadder to leave. It was great to get home where pad thai and a bunch of flowers was waiting for me. I am lucky. Today is definitely a recuperation day which will include nothing more then lying on the couch, snuggling with husband and cat, watching movies and eating milk duds. Did I mention it reached 1 degree in Melbourne?

Wintery grey skies of the city