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Spending time away from home on business always seems like loads of fun for people who do not spend time away from home.  As someone who spends time away from home on a regular basis, I must admit that I hate it.  Before getting married and having Liam, I used to spend lots of time away from home.  I once lived in a hotel for two nights a week for an entire year, no problems.  Look, it was not fun, but I did it, it was part of my job. 

At my current job, I travel less frequently, but I still spend the odd night away from home.   In fact I just spent a night away from home last night on a strategic session, Liam is now at a stage where I can actually tell him I am sleeping out, I will be back the following afternoon and then I will also usually pick him up early from school and take him out for a milkshake. 

I realised that I might be a bit of a control freak seeing as Gerhard offered to buy Liam supper last night and the poor kid asked to go to the Spur.  They were also very happy at the prospect of not making their beds (our domestic worker is on leave for three weeks) and watching loads of TV and sleeping late.

I spoke to them last night and they had a blast.  They had their supper at the Spur, had a bath, watched movies, all in all a boys night.

The upside, I got to have a bath on my own last night and again this morning, for the first time in what feels like forever.  Liam has this nasty habit of actually dropping whatever he is doing when he hears the tap opening, stripping down and hijacking my bath.

Now being 28 weeks pregnant, I do mind this as I actually need the entire bath for myself. 

What did I say about hating sleeping away from home again?

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