A week today I will be packing, packing for a trip home to England. Alone.
6 days to visit friends and family and eat as much lamb as I can (I miss lamb!) and perhaps have the occasional girly night with my girlfriends, possibly involving some kind of Australian chardonnay...and shopping...ooooohhhhh shopping at Gunwharf visiting French Connection......getting carried away...and seeing all my family *happy sigh*
I have a special day coming up on Saturday before my trip, I am not a runner at all...I really don't enjoy running but this has a purpose, a purpose that I believe in finding a solution to. Particularly as two amazing ladies I know are going through treatment for breast cancer right now and I want to do anything I can to help. Maddy was quite perplexed at hearing that I was running in a race "why are you running in a race Mum? I can run faster than you, I should be in the race!"
I guess its kinda like the first time I was visiting my Mum at work as a teenager and one of her employees walked into her office and asked if it was ok to do......' and I sat there thinking 'why are you asking Mum if thats ok?' Luckily I didn't say it out loud and I came to my sense pretty quickly and realise Mum was, in fact, the boss!
Tomorrow I will share a stack of projects I have on the go - all at once with an idea that I thought I may get them finished before England, but it doesn't look very probable....such is life