Sometimes I forget that it's hard to go back to work after a holiday. This is one of those weeks.

I got back on Saturday night, did life maintenance tasks on Sunday and jumped into school on Monday. Since Monday, I feel like I've been going nonstop.

I made breakfast everyday this week. None of that grab an apple and eat it on the way to school. I took a homemade lunch with me to eat. School lunch is only so-so which is why when I was in London I thought: why not make my lunch for a month and see how I feel? I've been to yoga, Bulgarian national dance and book club as well. Oh and I met a friend for dinner and took my friend P. out for a birthday beer.

School hasn't been much slower. I've got a vocab quiz and a half left to grade, some random homework to check and discussion grades to write. I have lessons to plan, a final exam to write and then at the end of the month semester grades to write.

So I am plugging along. I wrote half a blog post about London last night but was more interested in sleeping than writing. That's probably a good sign to call it quits. I brushed my teeth and crawled into bed. When my alarm clock rang this morning I couldn't imagine that I actually had to get out of bed. I hit snooze a few times.

Luckily that's allowed the week after a vacation.

And there you have it. My life this week in a nut shell. Needless to say I am looking forward to Saturday morning. My bed. My pajamas. And a some point, a cup (or three)