It feels like I've been off work for an eternity and not just 11 days. I've had some great parties and lovely quiet nights, got drunk and enriched my mind but now my nose is headed back to the grindstone. (Also the 'rents will be coming over tomorrow, they should be here when I get back from work, that could be fun...)
But K has an even bigger change ahead of him, he is starting a new job tomorrow. I know he'll be great, but I'm still a little nervous for him. Good luck, sweetheart!