The moment I dread...
My mum flew back to England today. Actually as I type this she should be just about taking off. The moment I hate is when I come home from the airport and she's not here anymore...the house is so quiet and for a little while it really hurts :think We had such a good time together and because hubby works such long hours, it was lovely to have the company. Don't get me wrong, I was getting to the point where I wanted my house to myself too but that doesn't stop me missing her...I'll be fine in a little while :phanvan just wanna have my little cry out!
All the temptation has gone from the house, so things will be easier now...no more chips and cookies lying around waiting for a possible low moment to scream their presence. The bread is finished too and I'm not gonna buy anymore because I know it's my weakness...Hubby can go and eat all he wants at his mums...(She lives two floors above us!).
My ankle is feeling much better too and so from tomorrow I can gently kickstart the exercise routine again...another thing I'll miss mum for - walking is so much easier when you have a friend to talk to...oh dear:cry
Anyway, I'll go and do some jobs around the house and catch up with you all later...
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