It’s really no secret that I love active-wear and going on holidays. All my friends know it…and I know it’s a bad habit, but it just makes everything so easy! I don’t have to think about what I want to wear when I wake up. Looking after the kids, going to the gym…having coffee. Okay, I’m an addict. It’s comfy and it makes me look like a super active person, which I am but maybe I shouldn’t be flaunting it so much. You can’t separate me from my headband, though. It means that I don’t really have to do anything with my hair in the morning and I love it. I’ve been complaining to my husband lately that we never go on holidays. I’ve been subtly trying to hint to him that I want to go away for a few days in Lorne. Hotels are pretty nice along the great ocean road and it’s not like he can’t afford it.

All I’ve been doing lately is housework and it’s depressing. Our oven is busted and repairs for those aren’t exactly on the cheap. It’s my own fault for wanting a slightly higher-range oven without actually being that much of an elaborate cook. I swear, I’m going to learn in the future, but for now…anyway, it doesn’t matter. There’s been a weird smell every time I turn it on, and I think it’s something to do with the gas. Well, obviously it is, and that’s dangerous, so until we get it fixed I don’t think staying in the house is a good idea. Perfect timing to pack up the family and head to Lorne along the great ocean road for the weekend.  I’ve got my eye one of those fancy beach apartments Lorne is famous for. If I pretend to be mad at my husband for a few days and make him sleep on the couch I’m sure he’ll get the message.