Back in from the cold!

I'm back, from a really chilled out two weeks in Grindelwald, Bern, Switzerland. Chilled out in many senses of the word!

It was work, which I shall get onto, however I was thinking on my 17 year long journey home from the airport yesterday, I can't think of one moment when I was stressed or angry or annoyed. Happy days! 

While I've been away I took a couple of books with me, one is called 'Destructive emotions and how to overcome them'. Sounds like a self help book, it isnt. It's a narration of one of a series of incredible sounding seminars between the Dalai Lama and loads of scientists, physiologists, phsycologists theorists written up by Daniel Goleman, I've already raved about one of his other books, emotional intelligence in one of my other posts. 

It's a good read, really interesting and I am seriously considering buddism or at least a bit of meditation. I took it to babysitting one night while I was away, the parents came back, and theyre always quite surprised to find you reading instead of slobbed out in front of the telly or on the laptop, but the parents came in, I was sat with this book in my hand about destructive emotions, with my goofy reading look on and wearing my uniform which makes me look really butch and slightly like a lesbian. Well they looked a bit like they were thinking, 'shit, who have we left our kids with? a phsyco bitch? I hope that books working' Funny. 

young love

So yes, Grindelwald is beautiful. I've been working with a 'luxury family holiday operator', which are painfully expensive and exclusive, as a creche assistant, which entailed working with another lady looking after the grand total of...... 3 children in creche, and taking one out to ski lessons every morning, then babysitting every night. it's not a bad job, with us we had 3 people in charge of the older kids and 4 ski guides in charge of the bigger kids (i.e. adults). I'd definatly say I had the least demanding job of all being in the creche. but I'm not going to complain. 

I took to my skis for the first time a few days after we flew out and didnt have much chance after that. I got really frustrated with myself, how hard is it to learn how to move differently? I kept on and on, side stepping up the littlest hill and whizzing down again and I. Just. Didnt. Get. IT. 

until I did, after 5 hours and the help of one of the local ski instructors (a friend of a girl we were working with) who was an actual godsend and taught us on her day off. so then I snow ploughed the life out of that tiny hill and finally worked up the courage to go on the tiny magic carpet up and do a little bit of a run a bumpy bit. it was great fun, I can't wait to get some more ski time. However I am desperate to try snow boarding, it looks so much cooler. 

I have so many things I want to blog, but if at all possible I'm even less organised than normal and I have a suitcase full of washing and bed room that needs tidying, mail to open and all the other things your supposed to do as a sensible adult who's just back from a trip away.

I shall return soon and regale you with stories of love, lust, adventure and humorous stories, or I may just blog some more... 

x

And a special mention to my beautiful, amazing friends who created this amazing cake as a welcome home present! If I could cry, I would have. made my day.