Midsummer

It's Midsummer and I just got back to Sweden.

My flight was almost 3 hours delayed. 
That meant I went eating bad stuff out of boredom. I also bought myself a new handbag. 
There was a crying baby behind me on the flight. 
I had to take the shutterbus into town because my "driver" overslept. He picked me up from the central anyway. Then he locked the house keys in the garage and we had to call my mum to come from work and open the door for us. Now it's 5.45am and I should really be going to sleep if we are going to party all day today. 

But I am happy. I have 10 days off. I had a mega awesome leg session today before heading to the airlort. I am no longer dieting. I am slightly at peace that I will get fatter this week. I just want to enjoy myself. I might just have to diet a little bit when I'm back in London, but right now I want to just chill and enjoy myself.