As much as I miss my family (and Aussie winters that are more like spring) it feels so great to be home. Thomas and I survived the marathon 30 hour trek and arrived home late on Wednesday night.
The flight home is always more difficult, thanks to unecessary plane transfers in Sydney and a six hour layover in San Francisco. It's just painful to be so close to home, yet still so far. In addition to the agony of sitting in an airport trying to keep an (almost) two year old occupied after only 4 hours of sleep, Qantas mnaged to lose my stroller. If you have ever tried to carry two items of hand luggage, pay for food AND keep an (almost) two year old from heading to the nearest boarding plane all at the same time then you will understand my pain. All I can say is thank heavens for portable DVD players and movie length episodes of Blues Clues.
But we are home... (insert big deep breath here). So great to see my husband and my house and my own bed. Not so great to have to return to work while still jetlagged but I am now officially in negative digits with my personal leave time.
I have so much to catch up with. I hear Dani has released a couple of new kits (man she's been busy!) and I have layouts to do for Tara and MDM. In addition I was not able to announce something before I left... drum roll please... I am on the newsletter team for Lauren Reid. I love her designs and I am just so excited. Need to get working on something ASAP as her first newsletter is due soon. Make sure you sign up to receive it on her blog.
Before I get back to the 1500 work emails requiring my attention (and no, that is not an exaggeration!), thought I'd leave you with some more favourite pics from my trip.
"Helping" Grandpa
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