there's no place like home

Millie is currently lying across my lap, snoring. The house is clean and there is newly washed bedding on the bed. All of the ironing is done (courtesy of The Husband). The fridge is stocked. There are fresh flowers, lilies thanks to my Grandad and roses from my parents who are home from their trip. We have had a quiet, cozy night curled up on the sofa with a glass of wine.

These are my favourite kind of Sundays. A lie in, a few productive hours, and then a calm, happy evening feeling rested and ready for the week ahead. There are some busy weeks coming up again for both The Husband and I. There are big adventures too as we plan our travels in just two months time. But for tonight, I am grateful for the small pleasures of flowers and a freshly made bed.