A teacher’s holidays :)
Usually when I tell people I’m a teacher they look at me with this ‘you-poor-thing’ face. Not seldom do I end up explaining (God only knows why) that it’s what I have chosen intentionally, that it wasn’t for lack of a better job, that my students aren’t those gymnasium brats, and so on and on.
But during holidays… when I admit what I do for a living I notice how amazingly different their facial expressions are :) — “Oh, how lucky you are!” Yes, I am. There’s time for holiday trips, for everything I had neglected during the school year, for everything and anything: I’m discovering how rewarding cooking can be when you have loads of time and ideas all of a sudden; I took to gardening, another household chore that also somehow turned out to be positively addictive; I’m expanding my home wine production from apple wine only to two kinds this year: apple and redcurrant. Oh, yes, being a teacher has its benefits ;)
Sympathy or envy? I’m in the group of summer people, envying you the whole season and garden at your disposal, fresh greens and juicy reds. Basia, gardening alone turns you into an angel. “By working the soil we cultivate the sky.”