Man, this week is not an easy one. I feel that I am very much running on vapours, the tank long empty. Debbie was commenting that it has been a pretty good term, in that we've only reached the point of exhaustion now, in the last week. I suppose that's true - I dimly recall this washed out feeling starting a little earlier in each term last year.
So, classes have been going well this week, and there have been many positive moments. In fact, apart from the chore of report proofing and chasing up equally exhausted colleagues to correct their minor slips in punctuation and grammar, this week has been really good so far. I'm half way through, which is awesome. One more lesson today, four tomorrow and four on Friday. I might make it through after all.
Last night my energy levels were lower than they've been for a long time. Leaden limbs, slurred speech, much stumbling and broken sentence structure. Not good. Somehow Debbie was still able to understand what I was saying. Amazing. We went for a walk, which was quite refreshing (though a little cold, as it was about 8pm), and had fruit, and hot drinks and a cookie or two. We're both doing our best to look after each other for the next few days, with the massive relief of a weekend looming, and then the near-incomprehensible pleasure of a holiday after that.
Poor Debbie - she has Parent-Teacher Interview night tonight. Someone at her school is either a terrible planner or a complete sadist. Mufti day and PTIs in the last week of a 10 week Term? Adbject cruelty!
A whole lot of good stuff has happened this term, and I'm most grateful for all of it. I am a lucky, lucky man who just has to drag his carcass through to Friday, then can fall over. 2 and a half more days.
Ooooh! Yummy lunch cooked by former student today! I shall look forward to it, and report back on its deliciosity soonest.
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