on the up

Yesterday, just so d2b knows one day what happened after the emotions; how strong women cope and get things accomplished, I came home, put on my summer nightgown, my favourite charcoal sweatshirt and some cashmere socks. I ate some pasta with ground turkey and cheese while I watched Desperate Housewives. And then I got to work. I did everything I could to have things ready to send as soon as the courier from Moscow arrives with my work-letters. I even found an extra certified birth certificate!

I called new agency today and told them the news. New agency says everything can be handled.

Told the principal it would really, really, really be a good thing if I could stay in my building.

Am hoping for less orange and brown and fewer pine boughs on the walls in the new flat. I wonder what it will look like. I do love taking a new space and making it home. I think I'm pretty good at it. If only they'd let me paint...

I was a kinder, gentler teacher today. And I didn't leave any tearstains or runny-nose-puddles on anyone's shirt. Still a little battered and bruised, but am on the up.