Nothing

I’ve been enjoying week one of two of my Easter holidays.

After a hectic term of juggling full-time teaching with a part time degree, I was utterly run down by the time I walked out of the classroom last Friday. I put myself under extra stress over the last few weeks to get as much of my final assignment done as possible so that I wouldn’t have it hanging over my head during my time off. I then celebrated this week by doing… absolutely nothing.

Seriously, nothing. I should really have kept going to the gym to keep my energy levels up, but I just crashed and burned. Here is what I have done since finishing work on Friday afternoon:

• End of term spring concert with Rock Choir
• Father Ted night at the local comedy club, with the actor who played Father Damo
• Went for a walk and Sunday lunch in Carnlough
• Lay in bed drinking coffee
• Got my hair trimmed
• Practised piano
• Got an Indian Head Massage
• Went to a Laughter Yoga session (absolutely insane)
• Played ukulele at a community centre’s afternoon tea for local pensioners
• Booked appointment to get my nails done tomorrow
• Ate 1.5 Easter eggs
• Watched Belfast (the film, not the city)
• Napped
• Had a couple of showers, I think
• Cooked, ate, slept etc.

That actually sounds like a lot of stuff now that I see it written down in list form. I feel as if all I did was lie in bed watching pointless videos on Facebook, so this post has been reassuring.