Back to the grind!

Well, it didn't take long to get back into the swing of the "real world". We picked Max up from the wonderful friends who were minding him - I think he had a fabulous vacation too!

The trouble with going away is coming back. I loathe unpacking! It's so tedious, it stinks, it reminds you are not on holiday anymore, and it inevitably leads to washing and ironing. It's taken me about two weeks to catch up! I think I still have a backpack with stuff in it from the trip...

I had 258 emails waiting to be downloaded after my cyber-holiday! And I'll never catch up on reading everyone's blog posts! I sorted out all the sources of digital photographs and checked back in with Facebook.

And slept. And blew my nose - who knew the human body was capable of producing that much fluid?! Disgusting. I haven't been sick in over a year (the joys of not going to work every day), so this one hit me hard, but thankfully didn't last all that long.

But just as I was starting to feel better, the morning from hell arrived.

I awoke bright and early to hear Video Boy gasp "OH NO!" loudly from the bathroom. Even in my sleep-riddled state, I knew what that meant - one half of the $1400 contact lenses had gone down the plug hole.

I got out of bed and he was a bit stressed (duh). For some strange reason he hadn't put the plug in this morning (every other morning I had found the plug in the sink where he left it) and lo and behold the teeny-weeny piece of hard plastic and fallen down the hole. I told him not to turn the tap on and when his dad got up, we would pull the s-bend apart and find it.

Which we did - along with a pair of tweezers Wombat Girl had dropped down there months ago and lots of gunk. Which I could NOT deal with, because I already had to deal with bad stuff.

After reassuring Video Boy, I went downstairs to let the dog out, so he could do his morning ablutions. Only to discover, he already had. Excuse me, but OMFG! This is a reasonably rare occurrence (if you read my running blog, you will know it's happened before - almost identical place) -something upsets his tummy (too many table treats?) and he just can't hold it in.  Poor thing. Poor me.

I put the dog outside so I could clean up without him stepping in it.  He doesn't like being outside when everyone is inside, so he spent the next half an hour psychotically jumping up on the sliding glass door. Great - another clean up job I'll have to do!

I have no idea how I dealt with two babies, because I was heaving all over the place. The only thing that stopped me from puking was the thought that I would have to clean that up as well! Anyway, rug all cleaned up and by that time, surely it was time for a cup of tea!

It's mornings like that I'm glad I don't have to get everyone out the door and to school by 9am...

On the bright side (and there nearly always is one, isn't there?), I got a little bit of work guiding a Discovery Ranger tour for a local primary school. How very cool is it that they pay me to walk around National Parks talking about things I love to a captive (and very enthusiastic) audience?

Ranger Ingi!!

Can you see the joey?

 I've also had a huge de-clutter of the living room and our dining room and homeschooling bookcase/storage area, which looks heaps better and I have my head around where we are up to.

It's good to go on holidays, but it's nice to be home too (truly, ruly, it is). And I love to plan the next holiday (I like to have things to look forward to) - my friend just posted the best holiday pics of Phuket, Thailand on Facebook...looks totally divine...elephants too...