Home again!

Well having been in Glasgow since last Monday and having (reluctantly) parted with two teeth and got massive bruising on my chin, I am home!
I am always a bit grouchy when I first arrive back , don't know why, just am.
Went into the kitchen to make dinner and every pot in the house is here there & everywhere! What is it with blokes? We have lived here almsot ten years, my pots live in the same place in the cupboard, yet each time I go away and return all my pots are hiding in different places!
And while I am ranting about blokes... why is it on the spur of the moment do they decide to start looking for stuff when you least expect it? What is it that triggers of the "oh I must start looking for these damn stupid wee magazines that sell useless stuff as I really really need to see what junk they have"
And, I turn my back fro 5 minutes and the bloody pup eats my fireside brush right in front of me! Bad puppy has now slunk off behind a chair and hubby sitting on another chair trying to hide too no doubt!

Well tomorrow we are off to Newton Steart for a nice weekend with me still looking like someone who has been in some street fight.