It’s the last few minutes of Thursday, and tomorrow I head after work to visit Nicole for the weekend, and then spend pretty much the whole of the following working week in the deep south (Edinburgh and Glasgow). After eleven consecutive nights at home – surely a record – another burst of travels begin.

I’ve enjoyed being at home. With the light evenings I’ve been able to get out and about, go for walks and enjoy the sunshine. Although more often than not I’ve just chilled out and relaxed. Even though I’ve still been working, it’s felt a little like a holiday.

But at the same time, it’s been busy too. The wedding looms on the horizon later this year – just over four months away – and there has been quite a flurry of activity of late on the planning front.

Spending so much time at home, whether being quiet or busy, has been nice. With all the travel I do for work, simply staying in Inverness can be a very refreshing and invigorating change.

Though I realised the other day that it’s my first year without an overseas trip for a long time. Maybe there ought to be a big adventure in 2010… although by then, I’ll be a married man…