Back to work

I had my first two days back at the office this week, and it was okay.

Just okay.

Kit has decided that his already poor sleep patterns were not quite annoying enough, and has kept me up pretty much incessantly all week. I didn't want to leave him either really, he seems too little, but he was fine, and it is only two days a week.

The job has completely changed. It's horrible. All of the fun parts of the job are gone, my colleagues are still lovely, but the actual workload is awful, dull and unenjoyable. If I could take my coursework in and do that, I'd be happier. It's that desperate.

Speaking of coursework, I got a mark of 66% for the essay from hell, which is fine by me as I didn't even write my name on it(whoops), or add my references(duh!), and 40% is a pass, so I'm way over that.

Taylor is growing his hair at the moment, so I've just taken a photo to record the process. I've always had to shave it mega short as he has a cows lick at the front and a double crown which makes it stick up like a bog brush at the back, but just lately the texture(and colour!) has changed. It's gone brown, and got nice and silky, so he's growing it into a surfers shaggy hairstyle. It is already half way there, and so long compared to what he's used to;

Oh dear...

...I have been a bad blogger. *hangs head in shame*

I've just been rushed off my feet, and it's about to get worse as I'm back to work on Thursday. I can't believe that 9 months has gone that quickly. Thursday morning is going to be fun. I have to do my cleaning job, get the kids all off to school, and get the bus to work for 8.30am. Not looking forward to that much! I've also started my gardening thing at the school, I spent 3 hours there last Thursday and had children from each class come ut and spend a bit of time with me. I was quite worried about keeping them occupied, but they all loved it. We planted strawberry runners, garlic, pulled up some chickweed and collected leaves.

I can't believe I didn't even do a Halloween post. Here is Isobel the zombie at her school disco;


My course this year is going to be a pain in the backside, I can just tell. I read through the first coursework book, went to the tutorial in London, found that the tutor confused me more than helped me, and set about writing my first essay. When I tried to send it in for marking the online system crashed, so I ended up handing it in late, which means the tutor doesn't have to mark it. I sent frantic emails to my tutor begging her to mark it, and she took ten days to reply. Thankfully she is going to mark it, but I've been in limbo really, worrying I'd failed before I'd even started due to technical issues. Loads of people have left the course as it's so boring!