I haven't blogged in such a long time! I love playing about with words; I love arranging them on the page to make them convey the meaning that I want them to convey; I like using other people's words and phrases to mirror my own thoughts; but I am not at all constant. I guess that it's bad to be inconstant. It's the Gemini in me I suppose. I can be distracted very easily. I get engrossed in things very quickly, then I find that my normal routine slips.
In fact, I have never had a normal routine, routine is something that has been hard won through work.-I teach and routine is a teacher's life blood! However, the big R is looming. Just four weeks away, as a matter of fact. Four weeks from tomorrow I will no longer teach. What will that be about?
So the plan is to blog, travel, take up my musical life again, become a foodie, chill, travel, chill, maybe learn a language and blog some more! Oh and read and knit...I think I'm going to need a routine!
In four weeks, I will swap my Gulf-side, desert existence for a mountainside, maritime retreat! I will move to Cyprus where we have a little place by the sea. Hopefully it will be a base only, 'cos people, I am planning to travel. Before that little indulgence though, I must bring my teacher existence to a close. Four weeks. So much to do-finish marking and putting my current students' profiles together, pack up six years of my life and move on. So little time to do it all in. I suspect it will be the shortest of times; I suspect it will be the longest of times; I suspect that I will be loath to let go; I suspect that I will be impatient to get going! It will be bitter sweet, but I am tired and I am excited for the future and I cannot wait to get started.
Apropos of that, I have a long weekend to look forward to. I can dip my toe in the sea of retirement. For the next four days I can linger over the task of getting up, getting dressed and having breakfast. I can set my own schedule for the day and then can depart from it as and when I like. I can do culture, but only if the Abu Dhabi Louvre is fairly quiet this weekend. I can support my other half as he watches the footie. (Oh noooooooooo! It's World Cup time.) I can be late, I can be early, dress up or dress down as the fancy takes me.
Thank the Lord in heaven, we are, most certainly, nearly there!
In fact, I have never had a normal routine, routine is something that has been hard won through work.-I teach and routine is a teacher's life blood! However, the big R is looming. Just four weeks away, as a matter of fact. Four weeks from tomorrow I will no longer teach. What will that be about?
So the plan is to blog, travel, take up my musical life again, become a foodie, chill, travel, chill, maybe learn a language and blog some more! Oh and read and knit...I think I'm going to need a routine!
In four weeks, I will swap my Gulf-side, desert existence for a mountainside, maritime retreat! I will move to Cyprus where we have a little place by the sea. Hopefully it will be a base only, 'cos people, I am planning to travel. Before that little indulgence though, I must bring my teacher existence to a close. Four weeks. So much to do-finish marking and putting my current students' profiles together, pack up six years of my life and move on. So little time to do it all in. I suspect it will be the shortest of times; I suspect it will be the longest of times; I suspect that I will be loath to let go; I suspect that I will be impatient to get going! It will be bitter sweet, but I am tired and I am excited for the future and I cannot wait to get started.
Apropos of that, I have a long weekend to look forward to. I can dip my toe in the sea of retirement. For the next four days I can linger over the task of getting up, getting dressed and having breakfast. I can set my own schedule for the day and then can depart from it as and when I like. I can do culture, but only if the Abu Dhabi Louvre is fairly quiet this weekend. I can support my other half as he watches the footie. (Oh noooooooooo! It's World Cup time.) I can be late, I can be early, dress up or dress down as the fancy takes me.
Thank the Lord in heaven, we are, most certainly, nearly there!
