Loz (lozenger8) wrote,

Pull the other leg, it plays a rumba...

Much to the constant chagrin of my family, I like to get up early in the morning to do my planning. It's evil, really, to be printing at half past 6 in the morning - but it's how I work best. When I get home from school, the last thing I want is to sit down and work again. So, I play on the net for a while, watch something, eat dinner and go to sleep. Then, up at 4 or 5 depending, - plan, mark, get ready. Ideally, I would have done most of the planning on the weekend, but so far on this prac Sue likes to spring things on me. "Could you do a lesson on shapes tomorrow?" "Yes, of course I can!" *fret*

I have a bit of a confession to make. Yesterday, when I made that questioning post, I was actually typing up something I'd written into my book at the bus stop in the morning. Yesterday was a pretty good day. The kids were still psychotic, but I met with my University supervisor, she gave back my unit plan and I got a credit. It boosted my ego a bit, since I'd have been happy with a pass. So, by the time I was writing that post, I was already cheerfully thinking "why? because I can!"

Because, despite it all, and the all is a lot, I seem to enjoy it. I've almost always accepted myself, faults and follies, but that doesn't mean I don't want to change. I'm just scared to. Hopefully this will help. This is quite gradual really. I've already managed to get legions of kids to like me, and Liz and Sue as well. The parents seem not to mind me either. My socially defective side is good at hiding for a while. And here I am, up early in the morning working, so there's the laziness too. Hmmm.
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