Sleep Interrupted

One of the many things I noticed when I got back from America — aside from the fact that the children were much taller than I remembered (the grandparents are right, they do get bigger each time you see them) — was that Jessica’s language skills had come on a long way. She was confidently using four word sentences or even longer. This week she started asking questions for the first time — “Wat ‘appened, Daddy?!” — at a very similar age to when Ben started.

Yes, I disappeared down the Bloggers’ Black Hole. On returning from the BBH it is customary to come up with some excuses, so I’ll put the blame fairly on the New Job. Just too many new factlets to absorb has left me without enough whatever-it-is to write here. Also, having been away from the family for a straight ten days I’ve been playing catch up on all things familial, not least of which the DIY; the kitchen tiling is done so the to-do list there is starting to looking encouragingly short.

So what pushed me over the activation energy hump and restarted this blogging reaction? While driving home this evening I glanced down at the dash and there sat the figures 100000. You see, I know it’s just an entirely arbitrary number but I was very pleased not to miss the occasion, especially as I’d not been waiting for it (as I have with previous cars I’ve owned).

Not the most earth shattering news I’ll grant you but it’s got me started again.

My new job requires me to attend a ten-day training course in New Jersey, so that’s where I’m at right now. I’m slightly bemused that a meeting, a phone call and a dozen emails can see me in a new job and on a different continent. Jet-lag is preventing me from being more… wordful… at this point but I thought I should at least check in.