Greeted by a beautiful sunset and our cosy home.

I unpacked our bags as the washing machine spun the clothes around, Tim got the kids ready for bed and now 101 mins later all is quiet and still. Tim types away, the diffuser bubbles, the aircon hums, cars drive past down below and the kids are asleep in their own beds.

It’s good to be home again.

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Update: nothing like a 10:26pm icecream and indulging in a new episode of the Good Place.