It is nice to be home, but will be nicer when my energy catches up with me

The 14 hour train trip from Göteberg to Luleå is, in many ways, nice and relaxing--we have beds, so we can stretch out and sleep comfortably. Yet, somehow, by the time we were home I was feeling very tired. Cooked a yummy soup right away anyway, as one needs to eat. Then, after a bit of unpacking we did some grocery shopping, and then made pizza. C would have been willing to use something like store bought pita bread for the pizza base, but no way am I ever going to eat store bought bread if there is another option, so I made pizza dough. She cooked up a pizza sauce involving tons of onion, some canned tomato, herbs, extra salt and sugar added. Ick. My pizza sauce was tomato paste, with one spoonful of her canned tomato, herbs and onion/garlic (BEFORE she added the salt and sugar, thank you). The nice thing about having a couple of ceramic pizza pans is that mine could bake while hers warmed up, and then we both get pizza we are happy with.

It is now only 17:40, but I feel like it is already time to do yoga and go to bed. Somehow I bet I get distracted and don't manage sleep straight away...