Well, that was a week!
I was pottering away in the kitchen on Sunday afternoon wrapping up the final prep for Joan’s kitschy Italian birthday dinner when Joan called me and asked me to come and fetch her because Ajax had broken up with her.
Yep, just four days before they were to fly off on a romantic beachy-resort holiday to celebrate her birthday 1.
You might mentally insert whatever comments you might feel appropriate here.
Anyway, we had a rather full house for a couple of days, and then yesterday Joan was all screw-it and #YOLO and booked a flight to the US. She’d already had the annual leave booked for the birthday trip and figured she may as well use it. I quickly grabbed her some reading for the flight:
And we were up early this morning and off to the airport:
Good for her!
We’ll be working to make a space for her in ThePalace(OfLove) while she’s away – hopefully something rather better than the current situation of the inflatable mattress on the floor of Don’s office.
The babies can’t think of the last time they’ve all lived together – but it would be at least 15 years. This will prove interesting indeed!
1 Ajax has gone on the trip solo.