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A month of birthdays!

Another week has flashed by and I can safely say that the process of getting into my job is leaving me absolutely dog tired. Despite this I'm really enjoying it and now I'm beginning to get the feel of the place I can see where I can make a difference. There is plenty to do - the trick will be agreeing what to do when.

Thank goodness I had the sense a few months ago to make sure that our weekends at the moment are as clear as possible - I really don't have the energy to do much more than stay local and relax. Don't even ask me how I would be feeling right now if I was staring down the barrel of the London Marathon!

The downside of this enforced weekend relaxation is that we didn't make it to Audrey's 40th birthday party this weekend, a countryside bash in Devon replete with log fires and a 'bring a dog' philosophy. Much as I would have liked to have seen everyone, I will admit to feeling immensely pleased I'd said no right from the get-go. Having made it to Friday feeling knackered, waving Glenn off to his France trip (Tour of Flanders), the idea of sorting dogs and guinea pigs out before heading off to Tiverton for an evening would have been the last straw. We are seeing them over Easter so that will have to do, and I made sure our presence was sort of felt by sending flowers, chocolates and bubbles to greet them on arrival - hopefully that makes up for it a little. April is a month of birthdays, starting with Amanda and ending with Izzy so there are plenty more to come.

So while the rest of the family disappeared to Devon, and Glenn went to France, the girls and I stayed at home and had a lovely weekend. I went to a brilliant hot yoga class yesterday at my normal studio - Camilla (owner) had been on a course where they had done Forrest in 30 degrees so she decided to give it a go in her studio,. It was fab - we were dripping with sweat which made the body more open and so the poses deeper. I cam home thirsty but energised. We then went and pottered around town for a while, had lunch in a cafe (persuading Abi that there are food outlets other than Pret!) and then came home for a dog walk and film. Perfect. Today was a run, breakfast and then wait for Glenn to get home before a quiet evening and bed. Can't believe it's Sunday again!

I would write more but it's time to go to bed as another 5:15am start tomorrow. Also got to go check Abi is not in the bath - she came down earlier saying she was planning on sleeping in there with her duvet because it's 'so comfy'. Better that the last nights suggestion which was that we could all have a sleepover in my bed given Glenn was away - they clearly don't appreciate that some of us have to get up in the morning!! Night night x

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