The Blues

January IS a hard month, isn't it?

The buzz of Christmas is gone (not that I care too much for it to begin with anyway), the air is frigid, and the hours of sunlight seem to total about one hour per day. It sucks.

Fast forward to February. Wow...the light is here.

This week we've been walking to school because it's Ethne's week off of driving, so we are really appreciating the increased half hour of sunlight at 7 am. Thank you, Mother Nature!

In addition to this, I recently transferred some money internationally via TELEPHONE. Now this might not mean anything to many humans out there, but for those of you in Korea, you will be THRILLED to know that when you move HERE (to civilization), you will be able to do those pesky transfers over the telephone. Talk about a service. I love life right now.

PLUS, a kid who has been having a lot of trouble with at school recently (everyone seems to have it out for her) came to after-school revision tonight to go over some algebra. Ha-what? That's right...the good vibes are out there, the good life is happening and I couldn't be happier about it all.

AND, only seven more sleeps until I'm Dublin-bound. Right? It's a good life.

Note: I opted out of Prague. I'm headed to a spa with Sheila and Sue on Sunday night, then back home for a night. Then I'm going to rent a hostel in London just around Hyde Park and be a proper tourist. I have a list, I'll get a map, I'm all set. Lastly, I'm headed out to Dover for a day trip with Emma and le bebe. Sounds like a pretty relaxing half-term to me. Since we have to work on the Saturdays flanking the vacay week, I might as well take 'er easy and stick close to home. It sure does feel good.

Pic is mine...heading down the Northern Line. Yuck.