There’s no place like home. I do LOVE to travel, but I also think it’s incredibly important to have a home, a base, a place of your own.
It’s one of the fundamental elements of life that you just need to have and to make your own.
Coming home means picking up where I left off and diving right into everything again… mostly work. Cleaning out my house and getting everything in order before I leave again in a few weeks.
Work comes first, but this weekend I’m also dedicating time to just sort through my things, do laundry, go shopping and organizing stuff.
The weather isn’t super great (and hasn’t been for a long time, as I’ve been told), so it’s nice to just puff around the house and listen to the rain…