Good times back home = slack blogger

So I know I've been mega shit with keeping up in the blog stakes, but I have good reason! I am back for a short time only in my home country and trying desperately to see all my besties and family as often as possible. It's good being back for a short time cos everyone makes the effort to see you and you enjoy every second much more than if I was here forever - it's shiezenhauzer though because some people are just so busy and I don't think I will see them!! Oh well, can't please everyone.

Over the last few days, well almost a week, I've managed to go to the place I used to keep my horse and see the lady that lives there, one of my old school teachers who is just so lovely. Left my sunnies at her house which sux balls. Many a hungover day I've been punished since.

Being back here has really mixed me up emotionally... from the mini-anxiety attack I had on the plane here to the growing appreciation and love I have for this intensely beautiful country. And a developing longing to see the rest of it...

Anyway, as I finish this blog I'm writing from London, where I've just landed and it's going to be another hectic 24 hours so I won't likely get a chance to update any more blogging until I get to Slovenia.

I NEED SLEEP!!

Staving off anxiety with alcohol

Having arrived safe n sound in Sydney, I was already pleasing dad because we were in and out within the free 15 minute parking allowance they've now introduced at Kingsford Smith. Nothing much changes ;) It was stupid o'clock in the morning, I was still drunk from the plane (would you believe, the steward actually asked me how much I'd had - ha! First time ever) but I was pushing on. And I'd now gotten over the mild anxiety attack that came on as I landed in Sydney, once I could tell myself I was only here for a week.

Came home, checked the net and twiddled my thumbs until I thought it was a reasonable hour to call my friends. Turns out all of them were up already because, as I'm yet to find out, having a big grown-up job does require a pre-8am wake-up. NOT looking forward to that in the future!!

Everyone was super surprised at me ringing from a Sydney number, but I was still paranoid someone would slip to my sister. Alas, the surprise was kept under lock n key until that evening. After a little sleep and catching up with two of my besties at a local pub for lunch (more alcohol), I joined dad and his wife for the drive up to my sister and her fiance's new place on the coast.

We'd hired a house on the same street, which was quite nice, and soon enuf they left to make sure everyone had arrived at my sister's before dinner. Once they had, they tried to get me on Skype, of course I wasn't on, dad feigned annoyance and tried to ring me, that was the signal, I picked up my beer (I'd had three more by this stage) and another 6-pack, and headed up the road.

I swear I've never seen L so surprised - now I actually know the look of someone whose seen a ghost! She gave a little shriek and then hugged me, everyone was all excited and it was hectic, then we headed to dinner.