Is it really only Wednesday? It feels like it should be Thursday, although I know it can’t be, as if it was, I’d be on a first aid course. Well, halfway through a first aid course, I’ve got to do two evening sessions to make up for the Saturday I missed as it was the Saturday after Katrin died. Weird how that is still causing such very direct ripples through my life.
Anyway, so far this week, there was a Monday, which I think was fairly standard, but tbh I can’t remember much of, then yesterday I spent the day on a Contactpoint training course, which was a farce, as there is no system yet, so it wasn’t really training, it was kind of advertising. I nearly fell off my chair when they said parents had been widely consulted with – my straw poll of parents since then says that I’m the only one who has ever heard of it. Oh, and while I was there, a guy asked an awkward question about home educators, and I leapt in and pounded the guy who answered, so even if it looks like I’ve gone over to the darkside, I’m still out there fighting for all our rights 😉
Then after that I came home and ate, then went to school to do the parents workshop part 3. Only one more to go. Got to do more and more presentations, and then was a bit floored to discover that I’m probably getting a new pupil on Monday. Jolly dee. Home about 10.30, so slumped around for a bit, then went to bed far too late.
Today was a Wednesday, for some reason it’s one of our heaviest evenings in terms of children not going home. Just as well that Tim can pick up the kids for Brownies as there’s no way I could get away to do it. So home by about 18.30, Tim fed me a healthy snack, and now I’m about to go tell the children to go to sleep and get a curry.
I’m so tired!




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