Well it’s almost time to begin a new academic year.
It doesn’t seem that long since last September and the last academic year. But what a year it’s been. Going in all cylinders blazing last September, ready to take on the system. Lead my new, (albeit smaller) but fabulous little team. Ready to jump in at a moments notice to impart knowledge and wisdom with a smile and pocket full of amazing lesson plans.
Yeah. That lasted til Spring and then it all went west side.
Me, from March to June in my kitchen
Until recently when I no longer felt like that, I hadn’t really realised how low and off-kilter I actually felt. Let’s not go there again if we can possibly help it.
My philosophy at this juncture can probably best be summed up by this meme:-
Am I right?
There will always be plenty of people having a shittier day than you, which is crap (for them) but a silver lining on your own grey cloud. That’s as good as it’s probably going to get for most of us – and that’s okay.
So before I return to the coal face and my optimism and enthusiasm
die a fiery death wane within weeks, I’d like to celebrate the great things that happened this year and the people who stopped me from totally losing my mind. The ones who sent me notes, hunted for spooks with me for fun; sent me memes, love tokens; not always helpful but somehow amusing texts; sent me jigsaws in the post. And thanks to my husband who, despite his usually unsympathetic nature and poor inference skills, managed to be kind, thoughtful and not get annoyed when I didn’t appear to have moved for hours. Also my Childerbeast for not freaking out at their mother freaking out.
Naturally I have to summarise in pictorial form because , as my childerbeast told me recently, “Mum, you photograph everything” Good job really. Then I can look back at images like these, on the days when everything seems pointless, and I’ll remember that it’s not.
In the words of my childerbeast…. “Blessed”.
So back to school tomorrow. I am going in this year with no expectations. That way I can’t be disappointed or annoyed. I’ll go in. Do my thing. Hope for the best and then come home, sleep, then go back the next day and try again.
Bring it on Booms! We can do this.
And to end a perfect summer holiday of sun, treating myself to a new vacuum cleaner (small pleasures) visits with friends, festivalling, glitter and music – my parents dropped by today for an impromptu visit.
Life (today anyway) is good. Not always. Not for everyone. But today, it’s alright for me & mine, & that’ll do.