I’m heading off for a few days.
Three nights, to be precise.
Am being ditched at airport early so kids aren’t late for school and hubby gets a longer day on his own.
Am heading up to the Sunshine Coast and spending a few days with two amazing women whom I love and admire SO MUCH!
I’m also having MUCH NEEDED break … basically it was get online and book flights or ring the GP. Niether of which was appealing, I must say.
I’m excited and nervous and honoured and ambivalent.
But more of that when I return … am being yelled at to “hurry up and get in the car!”