I have LOVED seeing my family and close friends, whom I miss so much and sadly never get to see anymore.
But trying to squeeze in a life worth's of wonderful people in two weeks is truly exhausting.
n.b. This isn't a complaint, and I wouldn't change seeing any of these people for the world.
But I hadn't really counted on how draining it is to be out day and night for two weeks straight - with food, drinks, zipping in and around town - I feel like I'm ninety years old today and have totally hit a wall.
I'm achey, fatigued, nauseous and just want to hide in little Otto's house!
And boy do I miss my puppy and boyfriend (little man and big man). They mean so much to me and I can't wait to see them on Friday night.
But of course, I don't want to leave either, and I'm dreading my departure for Sydney airport.
Better take tissues.
Wow, what an emotional two weeks.