Space Oddity

The Monday following a weekend with The Carmenator is always a tough one.

The drive into work after dropping her off at school provides a precious few moments for me to get myself together before the working day begins.

I was kicking myself this morning as I got chatting to one of the other Dads doing the school run and didn't say goodbye to The Carmenator properly.

It's only a small thing, but I tried to let it not bother me and this evening I called to say goodbye properly.

It's not unusual to return home on a Monday following a Carmenator weekend and find something in an odd place. This week, it was a golf ball sitting in/on a box of tissues.

No, I can't explain it either.