Another week ahead

Another week sticks its ugly face forward and we head into it. Mrs Rasmussen left this morning at ten to seven, and the kids went off to school around eight. That leaves me back alone, working at my desk, drinking coffee and thinking about the week ahead. The weather is very nice this morning, albeit a little on the chilly side.
P moved in upstairs yesterday, and today L and her boyfriend S is are arriving from London with her stuff, and the move-in will be complete.
We had quite a scare yesterday evening, when we suddenly thought the world was coming to an end, or at least aliens were invading. It turned out to be the new washing machine upstairs, that makes the whole house shake when it's spinning. Like a house massage, only worse.