I’ve been away forever, haven’t I? We have just arrived home from 10 days in Western Australia, combining a visit with Peppercorn and her parents, with a few days touring the wine area of Margaret River. A little piece of paradise, especially with the spring flowering of the wildflowers.
A public holiday tomorrow, and then the last term of our school year commences – a nine week term. I feel like self medicating at the very thought, but since we have toured the wine area, I am not so confident in my choice of drink.
I mean before, I just ignorantly drank what I liked. However, now that I have tippled my way around numerous wineries, I feel like I should have an educated opinion, but I don’t. Drink anxiety, I am sure it is a real condition.
“Ho! Ho! Ho! To the bottle I go
To heal my heart and drown my woe
Rain may fall, and wind may blow
And many miles be still to go
But under a tall tree will I lie
And let the clouds go sailing by”
― J.R.R. Tolkien
“For last year’s words belong to last year’s language
And next year’s words await another voice.
And to make an end is to make a beginning.”
― T.S. Eliot
Feeling like a muddle headed wombat tonight. A busy day finding resources to create Libguide pages for next years units. I heard laughter from various quarters of the school as teachers slow down, but as a library we are actually still very busy as we prepare for next year. It’s good though as I like to be of value and busy. I like to be able to see my little pile of completed tasks or accomplishments at the end of each day.
Muddle headed wombat or not, tomorrow is the review meeting. I am a bit over it all and refuse to stress out. I shall take no prisoners if it comes to that, but I will approach it with an open mind, a growth mindset, because I know that I have done a good job. Their problem is that they don’t always bother to notice.
Being a teacher librarian is a quiet position. We don’t produce dance concerts or a sport carnival that are great noisy events. A writing group is a not a drum banging, bell ringing pursuit, but equally of value. Actually, in my opinion, even more valuable. We help people become the people they want to be.
So, a few more meetings, a Libguide or two to finish and then school is out Friday. Bring it on – I have the champagne chilling now!
“You’re a hidjus old pollywobble!”
― Ruth Park
, The Muddle-Headed Wombat
We spent the afternoon walking the Appalachian Trail with Bill Bryson (aka Robert Redford) on our second 2015 staycation “slow fun day”. My sister joined Mr FD and I for lunch at an Austrian restaurant in The City, and an afternoon at the movies to see “A Walk in the Woods”. Both events were superb.
Sister and I chose bauern grostel (beef, chicken, onions, bacon and kipfler potato crisply pan-fried) whist Mr FD enjoyed a schnitzel. Our meals were washed down with glasses of almdudler – Austrian herbal infused lemonade. Huge meals that Sister and I struggled to finish.
“Walk in the Woods” was the perfect movie for our day out. The right mix of humour, pathos, self-discovery, love and beautiful photography of gorgeous landscapes.
We were all on a little happiness high during the journey homeward – and planning our third 2015 “slow fun day” during the next school vacation.
Because in the end, you won’t remember the time you spent in the office or mowing your lawn. Climb that goddamn mountain.
Do people who never expect nothing, ever get anything?
Or is getting the nothing that they expected, actually getting something, and therefor expecting nothing gets you something?
My head hurts…
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