The real work begins

So Sunday night the girles came and as much as I just wanted to stuff my face with chocolate, cry and go to bed, as expected Racheal was the perfect distraction from being sad. Not seeing her for two weeks had some how made me forgot how frigging hilarious the girl is. Perfect remedy for a sad soul. So after lots of catch up we went to bed. I happily  gave my bed up for the sofa as it's comfy anyway. Although I spent the next hour listening to a strange flappy noise that I couldn't find and would stop every time I put the light on.  In the end I closed my eyes and imagined it was just a bird trying to get in.  I woke in the morning and told the girls and we went to investigate behind the curtain. Nothing! And no noise. So I got ready and wait for my first class! I was absolutely bricking it but Lorraine came back from hers and said it was 'grande' so that put me at ease. I also had a string of text from the other teachers wishing me luck and Connor popped in to see how I was doing. Seriously knowing everyone is being so supportive over Sarah makes me realise how difficult people must have/are finding it on their own, I will up the support I dish out. 

Anyway first lesson, I walk in and everyone one starts ooooing and arrrrring and clapping and taking photos. I walk up to the front tell them about me, England and Birmingham and then ask all 47 to introduce them selves! That takes up the first lesson :) it also helps me gage their level of English. Then second lesson we play grid game as no one has their books till next week!  Thank god for the grid game Iv used it every lesson.

So Monday night was a quite one we went shopping (I found fat removal tea, which basically means laxative in a tea bag, didn't realise this until the next day did I) and chilled the girls came back from Crave and I can hear that noise again, we move the curtain and this fuck off huge moth flaps out! Moths don't bother me but it flew straight at my head! We spent the next hour trying to flap, fan, broom it out of the room to no avail. I spent the night trying to pretend the flapping noise wasn't the moth fighting a giant spider.  The next day I had class at 8! It went better I was very stern! If you can even imagin that. Then lessons over we head to Orange island for the spa again. There was no sun but we took mass advantage of the spa faclities!

After the spa we headed home but got distracted by a few shops and ended up shopping in my new favourite boutique place! I got two beautiful dresses and Lorraine got a knock out out fit for the weekend. I am finding it so hard to understand how some women are ao insecure. Every girl on induction was gorgeous obviously some more than others but if seems the ones with the biggest issues are the women's I would assume at least new they we're beautiful! My mission this year is to install some confidence into these beauties!

Anyway our plan was home, dinner, tidy, exercise and films!

Plan went half accordingly! I discovered I had a massive spider in my bathroom, so that room became out of bounds (not good after drinking this tea) I cooked dinner, I love to cook Lorraine like washing up! Match made in heaven. Films wouldn't work but some how we both had watched suits up until series 3 so that was out plan. Then we had an Irish lesson. Which some how had me in bits. Do you know the difference between, you, we and ye???? Lol I do know ye basicly mean you guys !

Anyway early night ish apart from waking at 230 in the morning. My spider had gone by this point! I have to either start to not mind them or for get my conscious and start killing them because my current plan of leave them to hide leaves me full of fear that they will return or cocoon me in my sleep x