... there's no place like home.

What's it like to be home?

Well it's like.. hmmm it's like waking up on Saturday morning knowing that you didn't have to go to work, the sun is shining and the sky is that brilliant blue. When you get up the house is tidy and manages (by some miracle) to stay that way for the whole day. The kids don't whinge and have a great day playing with the neighbours, they come home happy and exhausted, gobble all their tea jump in the bath and fall to sleep early because they are exhausted. In the mean time you've pottered round in the garden (not doing too much work) with the radio going (and playing some really great music) had a big yummy lunch with little interferance from mozzies and flies and then later that afternoon enjoyed a drink and a laugh with the neighbours while watching the kids play out in the street.

And after that great day there's something really interesting on tv and then you get to fall down in bed and realise you've got another family day together before the working week starts again.

Yep that's what it's like. Can't wait till it's all back in order again and the carpet is down.