Malade.

So, after my day in Metz, I caught a cold--a generous gift from my students.  On Sunday, I went to Mass (where we celebrated the anniversary of Vatican II).  At Mass, I ran into one of the other assistants and she invited me to the other lycee where the other assistants live.  They invited me to stay for lunch.  The Spanish assistant made paella for lunch.  It. Was. SOOOO. Good.

The rain pattered outside and we ate delicious paella in a warm kitchen.  It was a good day.

Well, then, I went home in the pouring rain and was sick for the rest of the day with a sore throat and runny nose.  Today, I might have had a low-grade fever, but it went away after I took some aspirin.  After teaching a class by myself, I felt fine (note: I did not know I was going to be the sole teacher, but I'm glad I didn't, otherwise I may have broken out in hives again.) Aside from a coughing fit in the hotelerie, it hasn't really interfered with my teaching.

Oh, I don't think I mentioned it, but the stress was giving me hives (really strange).  My cure was long walks, cheerful music, singing in the shower, and long chats with my sister.

I am definitely looking forward to getting better soon!