Back To Blighty 2
The next few catch up postings are all going to be written (though obviously not posted) on a plane. They may get progressively less coherent.
So I’m on a Virgin Atlantic flight back to London, and have had a slightly mental week getting everything done I needed to do before leaving. Work suddenly turned even more crazy than usual with a client suddenly landing us with a major new piece of work and another who’d gone oddly quiet suddenly coming back to life. All while at the same time fretting about the cat being taken care of (not you taking care of him, I promise - just me making sure I’ve done everything I needed to do to get ready for you), doing all the domestic stuff that arises when you’re about to go away (washing, cleaning, packing, yada, yada) while basically barely being at home. Thank goodness I’d planned a week off from World of Warcraft (yes, I’m still doing that - I’ll post about it at some point - it’s got different and interesting in a new way).
So I’m currently crossing the US/Canadian border (thank you i:map) and heading back to the loving arms of the family (hello all), friends and most importantly of all, The Mrs. I hate being away from him, and this week, as I noted, has been particularly weird. I’m used to leaving him behind when I travel, but this time it’s been the other way round. Not like.
So that’s just a domestic round up.