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Change is as good as a holiday

"Change is as good as a holiday", they say. And too true! While the Klaasen's set off for their long-awaited, much anticipated Great Brit holiday, I'll freshen up our blog space and oddly, we'll both feel good about it.

Okay, okay...I would haggle with a few things in exchange for an overseas trip! We are so excited to be cheering from the sidelines as they head off today. God speed!

There's quite a bit of change waiting in the wings. I officially finished my contract at the Cycle Tour office (although while writing this, I'm at the office, working!) and after this week...My daily routine will change.

Jorja is also looking ready for some change. She seems to be outgrowing her cot fast and furiously - even happy to sleep on the couch from 4am, if Mommy will lift her out to get there. So it looks as though we'll be 'big-girl-bed-shopping' after this long weekend of Public holidays.

Due to the uniquely-timed church services over Easter weekend, P-J will attempt attending (to) both our service on Friday morning and our Sonrise service at 06h00 on Sunday and then still report to work - perhaps a little 'high' on pickled fish and hot cross buns! It would be lovely to still celebrate this weekend with him even though he's working.

Jorja's daycare, Bonny Babies is also due to undergo some big changes soon - but more of that to follow in a future post.

For now, let me embrace my change and celebrate the blessing of holidays in other's!

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