The dream is over (AM)

Oh readers, Hobart started off so well!

Sure we sat on the tarmac in Melbourne for an hour before our plane could leave and when we got to Hobart we were starving and everything was shut even though it was only 6PM. But you remember yesterday, right? We were having the best time.

By last night Chickpea and K were glued to The Voice! THE VOICE, people! I did work, actual work for work just to avoid watching it.

But then I just started feeling like this:

Then like this:

And then like this:

And then like this:

Thank god today will be filled with Bruny Island cheese and home time.