Monday, July 04, 2011

Il pleut




Raining, raining, raining.


Three kids at home sick.
Cough, sniffle, splutter.


The dryer is broken.

But the tea is hot, and Cold Comfort Farm is quite comforting, doonas are on the couch and Harry Potter is on high dvd rotation.

This time of year always makes me restless, craving change, a new house, a big-assed plan, a new degree, any new idea that provides a distraction from the cold and the everyday, other than a block of chocolate a night.



Sensible people on the Island go north for the winter.




p.s. Our bullying issues were stopped by the school the day after I spoke to the teacher about my son's concerns, and she looked me in the eye and said "No child should ever feel like that at school." There has been no problem since. My son said "I don't know what they did to him Mum, but they took him away in the morning and ever since he came back he's been really nice." My wild imagination is picturing a white room and a bright light, like some CIA-style debrief or maybe a tazer or something, but whatever it was, it worked.

3 comments:

brownbread and butter said...

good news about the bully situation, GG.
very good news.

I'm in the same place as you: craving change (I love that the only difference between the words 'change' and 'chance' is a wee 'c' or a wee 'g' because change and chance seem to hold hands in some way ... the chance for change comes knocking not much ... anyhoo).

New ideas, big plans, new house, new life ... keep scheming; it's good.

Fer (checking in when I can) said...

Sounds like your son goes to a pretty good school. :-)

I know how easy it is to get stuck in a rut, especially in winter. Here's hoping you find some answers soon. ♥

Isis said...

yeah i have to agree this time of year really does get the mind pumping out plans! i'm full of them right now... like how can i live 6months here, 6 months there?

ooh i so wanna know what happened to that kid! goodo