The new year is off to a fairly good start for me. Well I'm not terminally depressed even though I've no money, it's dark, wet and freezing out and I've no holidays in the next few months....I'm not considering painless methods of self-annihilation and I think that's achievement enough.
It's also Friday afternoon and I've survived the first week back at work (well 3 days); a week that I've basically never had to work before because I always had teaching or college holidays. I don't see what all the fuss was about - there's been hardly any traffic, we've eased ourselves into work gently and next Monday will not be as traumatic for me as it will for every teacher and school kid in the country...mwhahahaha.
My resolutions to eat more healthily and get more exercise (I'm terribly imaginative) haven't amounted to much as yet. The workplace is my major downfall; we make tea every hour or so and there are always chocolate biscuits on offer. My willpower does not extend to the refusal of chocolate in any form. I'll just have to start skipping dinner....
The weather has precluded exercise in any form apart from running from the car to the front door. Really not sufficient if I'm going to do a mini-marathon this year. Having a car really makes you lazy. Bicycle purchase necessary soon.
I did manage to drag some non-dancers to a Salsa class last night and it was a lot of fun. Some of the guys who swing dance were there - in fact there were loads of guys there....as in more than girls in some of the classes. Wow.
Michelle and Martina were naturals at it, Declan, being both male and Irish, struggled but he did have a wicked 'salsa face' that was most entertaining. It's not unlike his 'I've a bottle of buckfast and am happy face'.
Personally I found it tricky to get the hang of the different rhythms but because I'm able to follow I could blag my way through even with some good dancers. Will hit an Improvers class next time- I learn faster with guys who know what they're doing (wink wink). Hopefully the other three will stick with it too. Dance is fun, cool and basically more people should do it.
A night of lying prone on the couch under a duvet is on the cards for me tonight *bliss* It's less a matter of laziness than sheer poverty - it's still the only thing I want to do tonight. Apparently French peasants in the nineteenth century hibernated for 6 months of the year; as in literally sleeping round the clock, only rising to eat some stale bread and stoke the fire. Sounds fantastic.
Where has humanity gone wrong that we now have to work all year round? I'll be getting on to my union about this....
2 comments:
Hmm...the life of a French peasent is much like the life of a teacher in a way: Great holidays, shame about the work (or in the peasents' case shame about the back breaking servitude).
BTW what do you mean I struggled at Salsa? I take umbridge at that remark. The teacher says I have a Salsa face that Tito Puente would envy.
You were brilliant Dec!
Now it's time to try swing--tomorrow night in the Camden Palace at 8pm.
Be there or be one of those guys that stands in the corner at weddings nursing a pint the whole night.....
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