I woke up to an alarm this morning. It’s not as traumatizing as it sounds because my alarm plays Juice by Lizzo so it’s a fairly fun way to wake up. I was trying to get ready for Gaelic group but the youngest child decided she was going to pitch a massive fit and refuse to eat because breakfast includes some vegetables. So we didn’t make it out the door in time.

Of course then I find out the group isn’t happening today anyway because it is a bank holiday for Easter Monday. Well then.

Noah’s alarm went off far earlier than mine did today because he had a flight to catch back to London. This time he is going no further so it isn’t as stressful as the previous trip. His work team has flown in from many countries so they can all meet in person for the first time. I hope he manages to have some fun in the process. We are going to have a festive week without him. (Sarcasm intended.)