We had the perfect week. Weather was perfect, food was perfect, kids were, well, maybe not perfect, but as close as we could ask for.
I love the cottage, can't think of any better place to spend a summer week, my husband feels the same way, and we seem to instilled that feeling into our kid. Perfect.
Then we came home. The town decided to dig up a square of our driveway to replace a valve, but then did not repave it, so I have a 30cm square of gravel in the middle of the driveway. The newspaper (which I had stopped) did not stop until Wednesday, so my friend who was looking after the place, had extra stuff to lug into the house. And the best part - the main home computer decided to crap out. (I think it was virused). I can't get my email at home, all my pictures and music are stored on it (yes, I know I should back these things up. We talked about it at the cottage, and I was picking up a bunch of flash drives for that very reason this week). We can probably recover the data, but still. It pisses me off.
But... we had a great week off - I knit, I beaded, I made cards, I spent a whole lot of quality time with my husband, son and nephew (who had some homesickness issues, but we dealt with it). I cam back to work and found that most things were looked after for me while I was away (I had preplanned for most contingencies), so that was a nice surprise.
I will find some time to download the pictures of my crafty stuff soon - promise.
I really missed reading other's blogs! It's not enough of a reason to get wi-fi at the cottage, but it's close...