Ever since the end of the festivities time has become very confusing for me.
Normally it flies by and the weeks come and go in quick succession.
Recently time has passed more slowly and I keep thinking it’s a day ahead of the actual date. Maybe it’s because I’ve been too laid back and got into the habit of taking things easy.
After all, CC seems to have made a New Year’s Resolution to get up early and look after Whale while I feed the cats and chickens and do other chores so that gives me more freedom in the mornings. Is that why time drags?
Of course, I shouldn’t complain. I’ll leave that to Bear, who informed me that I’m being terribly selfish for teaching on Mondays and Tuesday evenings (for ONE hour) plus going to Italian class on Wednesday when I should be at home talking to him.
I did sit in the armchair next to him after we’d cleared away after lunch but he kept his nose in a book. I got up to collect the eggs and when I came back he was watching a repeat of a traffic cops programme that he must have seem umpteen times before. Men!!!!!!
There is custom here whereby people call to share New Year wishes and so it pays to have drinks and nibbles at the ready. Some friends even have a custom of bringing a log (giftwrapped!) on their first visit of the new year but opinion is divided as to whether you should burn it or keep it to bring good luck.
CC has taken down the decorations and stripped the tree for Jay to lug outside. It was well worth paying a bit extra for a tree that didn’t shed too many needles. It made the clearing up so much easier and we didn’t block the vacuum cleaner like we did last year.
The village provides a helpful service of collecting Christmas trees from outside your house – and they also collect garden rubbish every Monday during the Spring, Summer and Autumn. Our tree may have to sit there for a week or so though as most French people keep their decorations going for much longer. We have seen Father Christmasses clinging to drainpipes in March – perhaps forgotten or inaccessible?
Here’s my latest ‘project’. While clearing out a cupboard I found a beansprouter and some seeds still well within date. After all the recent excesses we can do with some fresh, raw food.