A change is as good as a rest.
Is it? Is it really? Has anyone actually found this to be true?
Because in my experience a change is rarely restful. Unless it’s a holiday. I’m talking about major life events here, not changing your socks. A few examples. Moving house. Possibly one of the most stressful things you can do. Nothing restful about that. Having children. Say no more. Said children starting school. Goodbye chilled mornings lazing around in your PJs.
This week has been all about change as Beaver has her first days at school. New routine. New friends. New mums. It has NOT been restful.