Wednesday, January 4, 2012
'S wonderful. 'S marvellous. 'S awful nice. 'S paradise! (love that song)
Even though we had a wonderful holiday, despite missing Tracy, I'm already back into the stress of things. It's not that bad because I'm going to make this year easier on myself by pulling back on my overextended life. Easier said than done. But it's going to happen. (Read: I pray I stick to my guns and make it happen).
It's funny how being away for 18 days, sitting in the sun almost daily, becoming tanned and lazy, meeting good, longtime friends, laughing and being carefree can disappear so quickly when you're smacked upside the head by reality. London has been a tad cold, dreary, rainy (hurricane like winds and hail) which was a delightful reminder that this is where we really live. As awful a picture that might be - I'm still glad to be home, tan fading and getting back into the swing of things. I love my job, I love my 'hood and all the friends we've made here. I'm happiest when I'm on a schedule, busy, planning, plotting and moving, moving, moving. So I'm glad I'm home.
Looking forward to the next holiday though! Got a good year of them planned too.