I am back from a month-long road trip across Europe. It sucks. Work beckons on Monday and I have the blues. Bad blues. A month of being on the road and camping in the fresh air has almost cleared up the bags under my eyes that always manage to reflect as deep dark circles in the windows of the Tube. Next week, maybe for a day at least, I won’t have those circles anymore. Yipppeee! But then school will start and the bags will return. Bags of marking, bags of reports to write, and the inevitable under-the-eye bags (which are probably worse than the other kinds of bags – but only just).
I shouldn’t moan. I have just had six weeks off. Being a teacher is great in the holidays, but in September it’s so difficult adjusting to a working life again. The six weeks are just long enough to make you feel like a student again. Going to bed late, getting up late, not having to think much or write anything too strenuous. And then they are over and you have to be a proper adult again, and I will have to start thinking about algebraic fractions and differential equations instead of reading Jodi Picoult. Hurumph.
I am starting a new job on Monday. I am excited, nervous and worried about learning loads of new names. Not to mention finding my way round the building and pretending to know more than the kids. In the meantime I will enjoy my last hours of freedom in North London; walking round Highgate Wood picking blackberries, drinking French wine (bought in hypermarket from hell), eating French cheese (extra-matured from long journey home in the heat) and watching DVDs sent by Lovefilm three weeks ago.
So glad you’ve started a blog— looking forward to reading more!!
Here I was thinking it was only me the tube windows made look like a mutant in the wee hours. I literally frightened myself one morning.
Bags are cumbersome. I have two fresh ones because I couldn’t sleep at the thought of going back to school today. So, all my hard work at taking it easy has now vanished and I’m looking rubbish again. Ewww!!
Hope your first day at the new place went well. Herschel is so different with all you gals gone. booo…
You have made a really good start with your first few messages. I hope you will have a lot of fun blogging, many thanks to SG for sending us here.
HI Cara, so sorry to hear about your mum – my nam (much older of course) had Altzheimers and when I visited her in the hospital after an inevitable fall she told me to get out of the road before the horses ran me over and then to close the blackout curtains. She had moments of lucidity too which were heartbreaking its an absolute travesty that you have to ‘wait for something bad to happen’ how bloody ridiculous. I am so sorry that you are having to face this because you and your mum are far too young. Glad new school is so friendly! enjoy. hope to meet up with you again one day, lots of love ali.