Woooosh!
That’s the sound that time makes these days. I blink, and it’s all of a sudden well past mid-November! Which is good because that means teaching is almost over and sanity may return. Maybe. There’s always next semester to fret over, but I’m trying to remain nonchalant.
The biggest annoyingly-drawn-out-event of the past couple of weeks (during which there has been no blogging) has been the presence of the Incredible Lurking Stomach Bug of Doom. Anna was the first to go on 4 November, Bjarki got it on 9 November and Finnur on 15 November. I sit here feeling not entirely well, but keep hoping that I’ll escape with nothing more than this burpy tiredness that’s been pestering me since last night. I’m keeping my fingers crossed!
In between the mountains of hurl-related laundry, and us trying to juggle who minds the sick kid when, stuff’s been relatively quiet. The biggest event was Finnur giving a talk at the dedication of a new very very fancy building of Reykjavik University, of which he is a graduate. He was called on as an alumni to give a short speech, and apparently it went well (I was minding the kids at his parents’ place).