Back in the jug agane (97/365)

There's a lot to be said for a holiday at home. You get to sleep in your own comfortable bed, use your own kitchen gadgets rather than finding that you have bought things to go in the oven and there are no baking trays, or lots of cans and no can opener, and you have all your books and hobbies around you. I may be a convert to the staycation*. (I used to think just staying at home was dull and didn't feel like a proper break, but the only time I ever did it before was over Christmas and New Year - even when I haven't gone away, normally time off work would involve some day trips or similar - and now I think that maybe it's just Christmas that is dull and doesn't feel like a proper break**.)

Anyway, I'm back at work now, which is less fun, though having had C monitoring my email in my absence did mean that, wonderfully, I came back to a neatly categorised set of about 40 emails that needed something done with them, rather than 250 unread emails that needed to be read and triaged. I will definitely be doing that again.

*I will absolutely die on the hill of "staycation" meaning that you stay in your own house. If you go away in your own country, that is still a bloody holiday.

**I really dislike Christmas and one of the few points of regular contention between me and T is that his idea of a "low-key" Christmas still involves a lot of Christmas, whereas I'd quite like to just ignore it completely. And the lack of daylight doesn't help.