  And today's highlights: none, other than the stark reality of returning home to my broadband service suspended (still), and Jacques having had the rule of the manor, not cleaning up after himself! (I really should have trained my cat to use the toilet and open the door for himself every once in a while)... &nbsp; &nbsp;&nbsp; I awoke feeling a little down, knowing I had so enjoyed my mini-break, but would be catching a flight home in a matter of hours. I felt this sinking I-am-going-to-miss-my-brother feeling, his hospitality and that of his kind friends, the tummy-rub-loving, singing Max, the wonderful fresh air, travelling in style and luxury, and the variety of all-around fun...
Believe me, I will be returning! &nbsp; With my calves feeling quite sore from yesterday's snow walk, I creaked my way to the bathroom to shower, get ready, and pack. We milled about the apartment, and then popped out to buy a couple bottles of my favourite wine - one being a gift for my beau. I bid my farewells. As my brother drove me to the airport I gazed at the scenery, taking mental snapshots.
&nbsp; Going away even only very briefly has made me realise&nbsp;I either need to move country or need to make something better of my current abode... whilst also taking advantage of frequent weekend breaks to the Continent. I'll opt for the latter, being the more realistic option and being that I don't hate England - after all She&nbsp;has treasures all Her own. &nbsp; Here's to living life to the fullest possible! 
