Ant and I made it back to London this morning at stupid o'clock. I managed to get a bit of sleep on the plane with the help of my eye mask--well, I managed to close my eyes and doze off a bit. Ant had a worse time and didn't get much sleep. (Thankfully we didn't get woken up for the turn of the new year.) We had the normally long wait in the baggage hall, eventually exiting with our two (hugely heavy) bags and Ant's new snowboard. Since arriving at home we collapsed for a four hour nap and then an Eastenders marathon, with Ant catching up on all the happenings in the Square. We managed to make a nice meal using the few items left in the pantry (sweet potato risotto) and Ant ironed his shirt for work tomorrow. Now we're off to bed--exhausted. We're hoping that we wake up at the right time. Ant's not too thrilled at having to go to work and I'll have to restock the fridge and prep for lessons on Thursday.
Did everyone else have a good new year's celebration? Any stories to tell? Many blessings for the year ahead.