I was right. The little dears I teach were not thrilled to be back at school. Nor was I, come to that. So. It is back to normal again. Work, toppling in the door and collapsing in a chair with a cup of coffee, then back to cooking, sorting the house, and preparing lessons. Not to mention reminding son No 2 about imminent exams and the need for study. Lots of it.
The country is apparently in the grip of a norovirus epidemic. The "winter vomitting virus". Such a descriptive name. Hospital wards are being closed because of it, and we are informed that if we get it, do NOT go to the doctor. Do NOT go to hospital. Stay at home and do NOT emerge until 48 hours AFTER all symptoms have gone. Now, I can't wait to see how long it is before the schools have epidemics too. Today, day one of the new term, one teacher was sent home because she became ill. Hmmmm. Just perfect. I know you are all thrilled to have so much delightful information right here on the page to read.
Diana arrives back from Switzerland tomorrow night. Just a few days left now before she flies off back to NZ and her life there. The time has flown by. I think she has had a wonderful time, and she has spent time with all the family, which is wonderful for both her and them/us. I just wish NZ was a little closer. No. A lot closer.
My couch and I have been bonding. I have spent many lazy hours curled up on it reading, and dozing too, if the truth be told. The house looks so different without the Christmas decorations. It always makes me a little sad when they are packed away, and it takes time to get used to the clean bare look. Most of the weekend was spent indoors, because the weather has been revolting. Damp and cold, and wet. Definitely time for couches, and cosy blankets and coffee.
Right. I have lessons to conjure up. I will be back!