A new year

Fata Morgana: bacon, dates, goat's cheese and honey

I had a birthday yesterday. It was a good one. It started with cake and a lovely present. It ended with a pancake at my favourite pancake restaurant. 

Which means that this is the first day of the new year for me. A year which will hopefully turn out good. I will be doing my best for that. For starters I will be back at work. After over four months sitting at home due to bankruptcy and Corona, I will be back behind the wheel of a bus. 

The bike was a present from me back in 2018
The poppy bags on the back are a present from my parents in 2020

It will take some getting used to, I can tell you. Over the past few months I barely had to deal with alarm clocks at all. So, having to get up to actually get to work again, will be something else. Having to wear a uniform again will also be strange. For starters it feels different from the one I have worn over the last 7 years. 

Of course it will also be strange at home. Over the past few months we have alternated the cooking. All of us taking our turn to prepare dinner. As my father has already gone back to work, some of his 'shifts' are already covered by my mum and me, although we will stick him with twice in a row as well. 

Other than that, I am entering my fiftieth year of living as I have just filled the 49 (as they say in Norway). Will it be different from before? Let's hope life gets a bit easier and more relaxed. 

Only 364 nights sleep til my next birthday!!