It's always hard coming home from holidays.I find it hard getting back to normal, falling back into the routine that existed before the blissful two weeks of lazying in the dappled shade working on being more pale and interesting than I was before the holiday.
So did the books get read? Some. I made it through the murder and almost finished the first of the Andrew Rawnsley books and now that I am back the unread numbers are consigned to a large pile underneath the bedside table. If they are still there collecting dust in October then they will be going back to Normandy for a week!
So now that I am back I have a huge pile of things that I want to get done - quilt for the lovely Kelly and her impending baby, some quilted place mats for the kitchen, a quilt to snuggle up under on the sofa. And who knows what I might suddenly add to that list by the end of this week.
Oh, it's good to be back.
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