
Today was upside down, as you might have guessed.
I was all planned for a right-way-up day, but when I got to Tuggeranong Community Centre they were painting it. I'm sensitive to paint and wasn't really in the mood for a migraine, so I asked my students if they minded another excursion. They were amendable, so their world became mirrors and reflections and yin and yang excercises as we sat by the lake. It was one of those hot early autumn mornings, and perfect for this sort of activity. Upside-down was very effective.
I came back to a slew of phonecalls, three of which were pointing me towards the ABC. I had a lovely time with on the phone with them and am now contemplating three review books that arrived in the mail. All Medieval and all scrummy, but I can't even touch them until after Purim. I have another book review to do (when that one's done the book can go away, which is good - a tiny corner of tidy in the chaos that is my life), and some messages to run tomorrow and some severe tidying to be done, though how I can do this in the middle of teaching is a problem - my niece and I were contemplating the use of books as furniture. I really do rely on those bookstacks to help me sort my teaching and what's left to do.
See, all upside down. Nice, though. A day to remember fondly.