The girls came home last night, tired but happy. Their first church youth camp was apparently a success. We spent the weekend wondering how they were doing. And I realise their school camp (they go together this year) later this term, which is 6 nights/7 days, will be a very long camp indeed. And if last night is anything to go by, resettling into home takes a little bit of time. You need a bit of time to get your head from where you've been to where you are. Mr Busy doesn't understand!
I've not shopped or planned our meals this week yet. At this point we're having a roast chicken tonight and pasta tomorrow night. Otherwise, your guess is as good as mine. Perhaps I need to do this over breakfast, or the week will be painful.