Sorry Sunday

As I wrote about yesterday, Sunday is the first day of the working week here. The kids are back at school, Skip at work. Each Sunday, I feel a heaviness, it's the hardest time of the week for me. I'm not sure why, I feel like I should be relishing the peace and quiet, but for some reason Sunday mornings make me feel a bit sad and lonely here. It doesn't help that when I jump online to distract myself, everyone on Facebook and Twitter in Australia are enjoying the last moments of their weekends.

This morning after I dropped the kids at school and Darbs and I had a coffee and play time at the beach, I came home and cleaned up the destruction of the weekend. Brought some order back to the house. Wiped down the benches, mopped the floors, took the rubbish out, put on loads of washing. I made plans with friends to fill up the week. Physically and mentally tidying up.

The kids did not want to go to school today. In fact, I think we'd all have liked another day off. Moving to the other side of the world and starting a new life can be exhausting.

Since we've moved here, everyone has said to us you need to get out of Dubai every three or so months, just to keep sane. I didn't really get it, but I'm starting to now. I think it's time to plan a break away.... now, where to?

Darbs wondering where to go....
(look at those eyelashes, and those dirty windows I can't clean!)