This week saw the snow begin to thaw. It's just as well, the ice rink outside my building was starting to be a bit treacherous.
I didn't feel quite so happy after my first tutor meeting of the term on Thursday. It's bad enough that I had three assignments all due in that day, as well as almost 6 hours solid of work starting at 9 o'clock in the morning, but during the tutor session we had to describe our strengths, weaknesses and skills we learned in the modules we did last term. I hate doing that sort of thing. I actually cannot do it. It made me feel like I hadn't learned anything. And then I had a bit of a panic attack that I wasn't good enough for the course, and poor Apollo had to deal with me being all depressed and grumpy. So the next day I came up with a plan. It involved a quick trip to Wilko's, and lots of colourful pens.
After a very long week, and with our kitchen having power back in the plug sockets again, I made myself a hot chocolate with marshmallows and a crushed flake I found in my snack box.