New Normal

 I had a delightful Saturday - we went to pals who we know from Malawi and spent the day eating and chatting then BigA took the Brady's suitcases to Heathrow and off they went to Malawi. Their last year. 


Then I cooked a pretty good risotto happily plenty of if because BigA had forgotten to tell me Edgar was coming over. We shared this with Bella too. A kind of last meal because she left the next day in time for M's return. She looks fantastic, healthy and happy. It's good to have her home.

Then into the term proper - 2 INSET days and 3 with students. Busy doesn't even come close to describing the week but I still managed to have my new boss over for dinner, have dinner at my wonderful pal Joe's and believe it or not but I also made it to frisbee on Thursday. I felt like an old woman after my joints had almost seized up - to be fair I hadn't warmed up or down. I also got eaten by a large number of mosquitos. 

Last night, I set off to Bedford to have dinner with 3 of my university pals. Quite a long drive but worth it. We are of course that age when our daily lives does not recognise those old ones. But it was so fun to remember it.

I'm feeling so much happier at work, I'm being treated with respect by my boss and I know that his expectations of staff is aligned with mine, and frankly what is just normal. Phew. He's kind and clever and I hope he stays longer than his 75 days. 

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