At the crack of dawn this morning I had to prise my eyes open and as I am not an early riser it felt quite like a Herculean task. But with two teenagers occupying my time I didn’t get around to prepare my classes yesterday so I had no option but to catch that early worm.
So while I sit down here, typing, thinking and trying on my teachers hat two sleeping beauties are softly snoring upstairs, getting all those extra hours of dream-time I so badly need. I just hope they manage to take the long lie-in and enjoy it.
After yesterdays adventure of teenage shopping I feel a little bit anxious about the two of them wandering around town on their own. They felt so out of place and in awe of what was going on in Dublin that I can only hope that they will find their way to our meeting point. After all I do need to work today and sadly can’t take time off to gallivant around Grafton Street with them.
And because I feel a little bit apprehensive about their trip into town I spent valuable minutes drawing them a map, counting out money for the bus and writing a long detailed note in German explaining everything i could think of.
But I am sure they will surprise me and be moping around Molly Malone at the agreed time, hopefully happy to see the anxious aunt and less apathetic than yesterday. Who knew there where so many different ways to say “I don’t know” and shrug?
So with a bit of an anxious grumble in my stomach I am leaving for work now and I finally really understand the quote by an unknown clever source;
Adolescence is a period of rapid changes. Between the ages of 12 and 17, for example, a parent ages as much as 20 years
