13.07.12.
Dexter started his Friday 13th by falling off our bed. He wasn't hurt, but it should act as a cautionary reminder not to get too close to the edge...
Professionally, I feel a little on the edge. I'm moving classrooms next week, and finished packing it all up today. By the time I got home, all I wanted to do was go to bed, but I had plans to go out for an end-of-term meal with my department.
I'm glad I shrugged off my tired grump as I had a really lovely time. There are many privileges to my job, one of which is working with a group of clever, funny and kind colleagues. I'm very lucky - not such a bad Friday 13th after all.
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