Sick.

Second day now at home floored by The Cold From Hell. My new (working) environment has finally slammed my immune system, easy to do thanks to being run down due to my old friend Lack Of Sleep and new friend This Job is Busy (subtitled Being A New Teacher Is Less Fun Than It Sounds).

Can't talk, can't move, definitely can't ride, so for now it's books, and the interwebs. Found this dude who is very inspirational. Will try to take a leaf out of his book to help me survive this year and the mess I've gotten myself into.

People told me coming home was going to be hard; I thought I'd dodged that bullet as last year went by so quickly and without any real reverse-culture-shock agony however I am certainly feeling a bit now.

Enough navel gazing and self pity. We make our beds, we then have to lie in them.