Archive for enero 2006

At the moment my mind is made of super jello. I’m so tired.I’m eager to give up the job at the stinky music school (not the other nice one). Tonight from the 8 students that I was suppose to teach, only 4 showed up, and only 2 of the absents had called! Do the parents teach respect to their kids in this country? Do they have at least a vague idea about what the word appointment means? Apparently not.

I’m so mad.

My parents wanted to call me Ifigenia. Original it is, but if you are not familiar with Greek mythology (and I don’t know anyone who is), then you kind of go, “Ifi…what?”. Noelia is already hard for Anglos, and even French people need to repeat it many times at first. Many need also an explanation about where does the name come from, how come it’s a Spanish name, but has French roots and all… So each time I meet a new person I get lots of questions. It might have been worst with Iphigenia (note the different spelling), but no problem with a common name such as Maria (my second name), Anne (too short), Julie (so many around me)…

Yeah, I don’t mind being different.

In my teen years, I was kind of cultivating my uniqueness. I never really cared about what people thought of me, in fact I just didn’t see any judgment around me. Then I realized that there is no need of cultivating any uniqueness since we are all, each, and everyone unique in essence, spirit and body (I don’t know what I’m writing but it sounds good, let me go on).

D and I were talking with our friends Sunday. They are from Venezuela, might be 10 years older than we are, have a 10 year old boy named D too, and a “brand new” baby since one year. Ok, he is not “new”, but he is still “small”! And very funny by the way, he is always laughing, nobody knows at what most of the time. The day of his birth, instead of crying when he came out of his mother’s belly as most babies do, he was laughing!

Anyway. D and I talked a lot with those friends, and about a lot of things… And then they asked us (again) when we are planing to have kids. We have been married 3 years, and that question has been hanging around us since then. 🙄

Well, of course we have thought about it, and of course we want to have kids one day, but not just yet. We’d like to do so many things before that. D has to (1) finish his studies, (2) be ordained pastor, (3) serve the Lord full-time. Before getting to point 3, there are many years were I’m the one working to earn money for us both. If I find free time, I’d like to (1) study ESL, (2) maybe get some kind of translation qualification, (3) take flamenco lessons!

And also TRAVEL. I’d like to visit my in-laws in Brazil, go to Europe with D to show him the places I know (London, Paris, Toulouse, Carcassonne, Roma, Hamburg, Berlin), discover together the other places I haven’t been to (Venice, Vienna, Köln, Prague, St-Petersburg).

Unfortunately, I don’t think we will have enough time and money to do all this before I get 30. In my head 30 is kind of the deadline for having our first child. The problem is that earlier we would be in a financial mess, after I might be too tired to deal patiently with crying, diapers to change, and not sleeping for nights! Well, I guess I’m just not ready. When it will be time I’m sure I’ll be delighted to do all that! I’ll be singing lovely lullabies, baking, cleaning, doing all the things one cannot do in the house, if one has to work full-time.

The plan is that all this joy will happen when D is working. Que será, será…

The past week has been crazy-busy… I was tired the whole time, and it seemed to me that not only at the office, but in the music schools too, it was busier than usual. Of course, it’s maybe because it was the first “normal” full week after the holidays, but I couldn’t see the end of it!

This week Friday evening, I also got 3 new voice students! Which meant that my day (and week) finished later than it used to. I enjoy very much teaching singing (I think more than piano, or theory, or history -even if I like these subjects too), but at the end I was extremely tired and had to make a big effort to think of was I was saying…

Anyway, I also decided (together with D) that even if we stay here next year I will quit the other school, the one that is so disorganized that no one calls me when I have a student absent, AND doesn’t make sure I have a CD player in my room, instead I have to go beg for one and make a tour of the other rooms every frickin’ time! In a sense, I am sad about leaving because of the students that are serious and those that I’ve been teaching for 2 years, but I can’t stay there if I want to keep my sanity. They are too irresponsible and pay me peanuts. So yeah, at the end of July when they take their 3-weeks annual break, I’ll tell them what I think. Then bye bye and of course the students that want to stay with me won’t be refused at home.

On the other hand, I don’t know what I should wish for… I’d like us to move to France, but is it going to be better there? Only God knows, that I know. So I pray that He let us know of what is best for us. I’m so impatient.

Well, that’s starting to get long for someone who didn’t know what to write about! We have to leave for church now, otherwise we will be late… After the service we are invited at some friend’s house for lunch. I baked a lemon pie yesterday to bring for dessert and we will be having a lasagna that we’ll prepare together. Mmmmm! I’ll take the camera too, but might forget to use it.


De todo un poco

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