The summer has come to a crashing halt. I am midway through the dreaded teacher training week, with the kids returning and lessons beginning on Monday. It’s a heck of a shock to the system to basically do nothing work related for 6 weeks then suddenly be in school from 7am-4pm every day.
The week before school begins is always busy to the point of mania and I am also trying to get to grips with a new promotion. Everyday my to-do list grows with very little seeming to be accomplished by me.
I have lessons and topics to plan, resources to order, various letters and emails to write, a new department to get to grips with, a new set of books for the entire Primary to figure out and tests to write and deliver in the first week. Plus an exhausted Mummy relieve from baby duty at the end of a long day.
Am I diligently ploughing through this mountain of work every day for 9 hours? Gleefully checking off items from my list and watching my accomplishments grow?
Nope. I’m gittering about with a hot glue gun turning pom poms into caterpillars.
