#269 - Full moon passing

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Making charcoal for the week

Can't quite believe how lucky I am. Three times a week I get to bathe in the smoke of a fire in a forest. It is literally the dream. Honestly. 

This is the second week... it was 21 September I left. It will be two weeks. Two weeks since I went. 

I spent all of last week punch drunk. Exhausted, fed up with the passing moon, dragging myself around. Trying not to think too much, going through each day as it came. Wondering what the point of everything was - would be. Then came Saturday. The moon had burst and Saturday brought relief. It was gone. Whatever was there was not passing out of myself. I was coming up for gulps of air.

I began getting things done again. After the Forest School session yesterday (will it EVER get old?), I went to spend my M&S voucher on lots of fruit and some steak. I treated myself. Then I got back and was unable to move. Promising myself I would hoover and clean and nothing of the sort took place. The dregs of moonshine were clearing themselves out of my life... then... came this morning. 

Emails were sent and I went to collect my gardening things. I then sat down to sort out Elements and then, after a break at lunch, I did some CCEA work - to be honest, I did not, I could not find what I had to do - then I cleaned the entire house. I hoovered all the rooms and did the laundry. I discovered the joys of the tumble drier. Try stopping me now. 

I actually need to sort out so much for the house but I have decided that I'll spend one week on each room - an hour a day. And an hour a day in the garden too. That's two hours... and but it feels great having done the house. It took me almost an hour and a half to hoover it. But yeah - it is now done. I figured that I could hoover the top and bottom of the house every alternate week. Like next week I do downstairs and the week after next upstairs. There is so little wear and tear now here. It is just myself and Ghin. Oisin is gone... and well... 

There is a wonderful rhythm to these things. Jonathan and I make a good team. We complement each other and we have similar but different styles. It is good. Somehow it is a good fit.

Right. It is now time to start thinking about the week and then doing the lesson planning. I can't believe this is where I live now. Ma's house. I am going to do it proud. I am so happy. Finally it is all coming together. Over the next four months, from now till December I am going to set about organising the house. 

So I'll do it for half an hour then do the lesson planning for an hour, which will take me to 11 pm. A decent time. 

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