We’re both finally well enough that we’ve been able to clean house today. There’s nothing better than scrubbing the bathtub and changing the bed after being sick. I’m fussy enough about the house being clean, not just picked up but clean and it’s rubbing off on Rob. Now if only he’d get on with grading papers for me, life would be complete.
I’m having wild dreams of London lately and last night, I dreamt of wandering from shop to shop and being lost. It was rather like Portobello Road but Mayfair all rolled into one. Quite strange. While I’m happy with my job and life in general is lovely, I’m restless. It happens this time of the year when I get anxious to be far away.  I’m awful at trying to explain the itchy feet thing to Rob but he’s patient when I whine about missing being abroad. He’s never really traveled much so he has to take my word for it that it’s exciting, fun, challenging and memorable.
We’re going down to San Diego during spring break to see my cousin Andy. He’s going to be performing the wedding for us and Rob hasn’t had a chance to meet him yet. So we’ll most likely drive down and spend a few days. It’ll be nice to get away and hopefully see the sun. We’ve had awful wind and rain this week which doesn’t help my longing for England. The flowers I’ve planted in pots on the porch are thriving and I hope spring is ready to be sprung.