Saturday was quite the blur, after being woken up bright and early by the Bear. As I strolled around Tescos before 10 a.m., I found myself wondering why I was cracking my head, wondering what I could do this long weekend when I could just hop in the car and go on back home.
And that was what I did.
The hugs, kisses and tears at goodbye was well worth the 8-hours spent on the highways.
"Go back home."
I did and hey-ho: Tomorrow's already Tuesday and the long weekend became a tad too short.
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