More Bits
As stated on Fookbook, I am now back into size 14 trousers, which is the size I was before I had Leo. Granted, it's a slightly squidgy-looking 14, and it's not the same shape 14 as I was before so none of my old trousers fit, but at least I know I'm healthy.
School is still going well. They sent off my paperwork for my first term today, stating that I was meeting all the standards and was 'an asset to the school', which was a nice boost. A lot of people seem to be forgetting that I'm only on a temporary contract too, which is really nice. Even if I don't get to stay there I'm consoled with the fact that I'll probably have a decent reference from them.
I'm tired. Really tired. I think it's because there are only 10 teaching days left of this term, and Christmas Term is the longest and hardest one, apparently, so if I get to the holidays without giving in to exhaustion then I can only hope the next two terms will be a breeze. It took me a long time to get over the Pig Sniffles and I'm still not 100%. I didn't finish the antibiotics - more fool me, but I was an even bigger fool for leaving it four weeks before I decided enough was enough. At least now I feel human and like I can cope with the world - I still feel sick occasionally and the coughing is undoing all my hard weightlifting work (yes, THAT weighlifting), but at least I don't feel rotten. And regarding the sickness: no, I'm not expecting. I checked when a few weeks of random nausea began to seem weird.
So yeah, the weekend looks inviting, even though I have exams to mark. The Christmas hols look even more inviting. Two weeks of chilling, the occasional lie-in and daytimes with Leo seems like pure indulgence. Sod baths and spas and wine - I want to kick leaves with my son while it's light! Maybe it'll snow... that would be amazing.
I think tomorrow is a good day for the Christmas tree to go up. I like Christmas, and now the great thing about working with kids is that none of them get grumpy about the season, and they're happy to enjoy something simple like coloured lights being put up without moaning that it's too early, or that Christmas is a rubbish time of year. Even the kids in care or from the disfunctional families suddenly get all happy and cheerful because even though they might not get presents or a decent festive day or their family might not be around, school is somewhere where games get played and films get shown and the place gets decorated, so it's a time worth looking forward to.
I still need to buy a few friend and family gifts, and I haven't sent Steve's off yet because I haven't got his address. I'm sure he won't mind getting it late.
Ugly Betty? Yes, maybe.
School is still going well. They sent off my paperwork for my first term today, stating that I was meeting all the standards and was 'an asset to the school', which was a nice boost. A lot of people seem to be forgetting that I'm only on a temporary contract too, which is really nice. Even if I don't get to stay there I'm consoled with the fact that I'll probably have a decent reference from them.
I'm tired. Really tired. I think it's because there are only 10 teaching days left of this term, and Christmas Term is the longest and hardest one, apparently, so if I get to the holidays without giving in to exhaustion then I can only hope the next two terms will be a breeze. It took me a long time to get over the Pig Sniffles and I'm still not 100%. I didn't finish the antibiotics - more fool me, but I was an even bigger fool for leaving it four weeks before I decided enough was enough. At least now I feel human and like I can cope with the world - I still feel sick occasionally and the coughing is undoing all my hard weightlifting work (yes, THAT weighlifting), but at least I don't feel rotten. And regarding the sickness: no, I'm not expecting. I checked when a few weeks of random nausea began to seem weird.
So yeah, the weekend looks inviting, even though I have exams to mark. The Christmas hols look even more inviting. Two weeks of chilling, the occasional lie-in and daytimes with Leo seems like pure indulgence. Sod baths and spas and wine - I want to kick leaves with my son while it's light! Maybe it'll snow... that would be amazing.
I think tomorrow is a good day for the Christmas tree to go up. I like Christmas, and now the great thing about working with kids is that none of them get grumpy about the season, and they're happy to enjoy something simple like coloured lights being put up without moaning that it's too early, or that Christmas is a rubbish time of year. Even the kids in care or from the disfunctional families suddenly get all happy and cheerful because even though they might not get presents or a decent festive day or their family might not be around, school is somewhere where games get played and films get shown and the place gets decorated, so it's a time worth looking forward to.
I still need to buy a few friend and family gifts, and I haven't sent Steve's off yet because I haven't got his address. I'm sure he won't mind getting it late.
Ugly Betty? Yes, maybe.