Moving out

The moving out weekend is soon upon us, and it is strange to think that our last meal as a family in the house in which we have lived for 10 years was some soy "chicken" pieces in a jar of Santa Maria korma sauce. I hadn't quite meant it to be that way.

It has been a beautiful evening here - a good one to remember Søgne by. 

Some of my students also came in to say goodbye today. I love my job, and love my colleagues, but I still don't like saying goodbye to the students when they leave. The make it a bit easier when they arrive with this, though:

They have learned how to identify animals out in the Norwegian wilderness by analyzing what they leave behind. So, do you know what you are looking at? Molded out of Plasticine by the students themselves, this is a

(big box of multicultural shit) which they were going to present to the teacher who taught them all about reindeer poop. I could go on and on about having had a shitty day, but I won't. Tomorrow is the last day before I take a one year leave of absence, and I just hope that I can tie up most of the loose ends. I'll miss the job, and the people. But it will be great to take a little break.