Back just over three weeks now, which has passed in a blur: twelve hours after arriving, I was back in school for the start of a new term. A new class. And a new year group. And a new curriculum. And a new form of planning. And... well, let's just say it's the usual start of the school year madness.
I work every night and weekend. Not all the time, but a lot. My brain is brimming over with 'oughts' and 'musts' and 'could do betters'...
Life isn't so hectic for Richard - but that's a different story. Instead, it has dawned on me just how much he has done lately.
Washing done, hung up to dry and then put away.
Dog walked. Frequently.
Gardening kept on top of.
Errands run, which I didn't get time to do myself.
Supper cooked, delicious smells greeting me as I walked in the door.
And a cup of tea made for a weary wife...
So much love and kindness.