Some things change, some stay the same

32 hours and 15 minutes. That's how long it took to get from my parent's front door to ours. Sjoe! But we're back, safe and sound, if still adjusting our body-clocks to SA time.

The worst bit of the entire trip was the 5-hour wait in KL. It was from 8pm to 1am their time, but for us it was 10pm to 3am Sydney time! My son conked out on one of the benches to sleep, and I hauled out my huge thick Steven King novel to keep me awake. However, after a time I wasn't sure what I was reading, and it was extremely hard not to just fall over and doze. We did though, once on the airplane, and had a few hours semi-disturbed rest.

My son was once again airsick from the second flight onwards. He'd had a bit to eat before we left, but didn't touch food after that, which of course didn't help one iota. However, once we got home he was OK.

The dogs are fine, the fish is still alive - and my lawn has GROWN! It's a jolly jungle out there! There's been a lot of rain while we were away, and all is green and wet. Seems the drought may finally be breaking in this area - but I saw many, many dams further north from the air that have not a drop of water in them, not even mud. Things are desperate there...

It was good to sleep in my own bed last night, with a dogwarmer at my back. I've missed that. And missed having my own house, no matter how tiny and maintenance-needy it may be.

Back at work, there are 215 emails waiting, a box of post, and some changes. One neighbour took delight yesterday in telling me my office had been "borrowed" (without my permission) while I was away, and I nearly let it get to me. But I've come back with a radical attitude shift, a determination that some things will be very different. (And guess what - I've lost weight!) From this morning onward, I've got a couple of goals to work toward and many thing to organize. I'm holding out in the hope that something Big will happen soon, and aim to be ready.

Onwards to the day - putting thoughts into action.