Home again

Well I survived the weekend and I am back home. Actually I met a lot of very friendly and interesting people, and I think they had a lot of fun. It was a long trek and as you might expect on a Sunday afternoon the M1 back to London wasn't playing ball. I ended up taking quite a large detour and coming home on the M40. Not a bad trick from Leicestershire

When I got home I was faced with the task of sorting the house again and made another push on the office. We are definitely making progress, but there is still a way to go. I am hoping Ikea will get some shelving in soon as I won't be able to really get things straight until they do. Still I guess every step forward is a good step.

I am hoping that tonight if I am woken up by nightmares I will at least not have to the the 'Where the heck am I" phase. Days that start that way are not good.