Back To Work

Ugh, back to work. Made sure I went to bed super early last night. It sucked too because I finally got ahold of Michelle who I haven't talked to in months and I had to cut our conversation short because I was so bagged...yep, even after all that sleep in the car! Climbing into our bed was wonderful! One thing I will never understand about British life is the lack of top sheets on beds. There is always a fitted sheet, then a duvet. Which means the duvet cover has to be changed everytime - I hope to God anyway! It also doesn't make for as comfortable, cozy sleep in my opinion. In the two weeks we stayed at one place that had a fitted sheet and a top sheet - bizarre. So we were very happy to be back in our own bed.

Work wasn't as bad as I expected, nor was I as tired - probably because I hit the hay early. My boss is now on vacation for two weeks so that's kinda sweet. It's always nice to not have your boss around...yeah Pam if you're reading this we partied when you were off...hehe...just teasing!

Keith has another week off. I was so jealous getting up this morning I almost beat him with my pillow. Haha - not really!

We have to cook!? I don't understand? We've had someone cook our three meals a day for over two weeks, how can we go back to cooking for ourselves and cleaning up? We'll just have to hire a maid. Mom, you wanna come be our maid?