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sorcyressToday was a good day!
I mean, workwise was kinda fascinating, because I strolled into the building at after nine, and yeah, I wasn't proctoring MCAS so *technically* I didn't have anything I was _supposed_ to be doing, but also like...I am contractually required to be in the school building and not being thus was...iffy. Seriously though, I have been so brainsick1 lately that having some amount of breaktime is HONESTLY THE BEST THING I CAN DO FOR MYSELF.
Anyways, work was fine except that my single remaining class had *five* students show up, out of fifteen. This was a slightly-different five than showed up on Monday, meaning I have had a grand total of seven students so far this week. It's cool, it's not like their Final Exam is in less than a week and they ought to prepare for it or anything. *glares in teacher*.
After work-proper was the teacher recognition ceremony we do every year, where all the teachers who've worked 5n years get little service pins to wear on their lanyards. This year, this includes the Chemistry teacher who has worked at the school since 1964. Technically he started work after my parents were born --they were three. Dude's alright.
After that was ice cream sundaes, which is an A+ perk that more employers should invest in. Also, one of my coworkers has recently cut her hair even shorter, and been wearing a lot of short-sleeved collared shirts, and BOY it's just HOWLING some kind of queer at me, but I don't actually know her well enough to be like "yo, you a dyke or transitioning or what?". Anyways, I did tell her I liked the new haircut and the style looked quite sharp. We do what we can.
When I went home, I decided to make the phone vanish for an hour and lie on the bed and daydream for a bit, which predictably turned almost immediately into a nap. Also predictably, when the alarm went off after an hour, that was not sufficient and I hit snooze several times to ungrog myself awake. Also predictably I was late leaving the house to go to bells.
(No Highland tonight since I would've been the person most able to go, but I'm definitely recovering from the cold I had over memorial day still, and that level of aerobic exercise was not what I wanted in a week where I have my candidate exam. Bells is much less strenuous, also, it'slandofnowhere's almost-last time and I wanted to get to say hi.)
Bells had TWENTY PEOPLE give or take one (Austin and I are in slight disagreement over how many visitors we had). That is a LOT for practice! I still got to ring Stedman Doubles again (first time through was a little rocky but one of the visitors got me back-on-track, second time through was lovelysolid) and I got to ring Plain Bob Minor inside which is always really good practice, and generally just had a nice time. I also spent like twenty minutes chilling up in one of the windows overlooking the ringing, which was extremely cozy and catlike.
(I also spent a plain course of London sitting in the Secret Place2, not because I was actually in need of a crying-spot, but just because...I needed the quiet. The hunting on 8 we did was not very clean, and I was a little frustrated, but I just went somewhere else and was briefly alone and played some pokemans and then it was fine. This is incredibly different and good to some of the other parts of my ringing journey.)
Post bells was dinner (where the waitress assured me that even though I asked for it by name, she would know I meant Pineapple Fried Rice if I said "the usual"3) with a bunch of people, and that was lovely-as-always. It was good to get to chat with some of the people I hadn't really hung out with while in the tower!
Tomorrow is...tomorrow is. More helping the Algebra kids get ready for their final exam, maybe some Pinewoods work, hopefully shoring up the logistics around Alys visiting in a couple weeks. Oh! And I should be getting my candidate class assignment around 4PM, and ideally will write my lesson plan in time to go teach it in Salem. Wait shit, note to self, find a ride to Salem Scottish class.
There's a lot in my brain, but there's a lot of space too right now. I think that's a burnout feature, it being hard to create words, and thread things together. It's always an ADHD thing, not being able to _do_ stuff with my time and hands and energy.
This is the 180th consecutive day I have written at least 750words. That's nearly half a year straight. Good for me, I think.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I continue to be recovering from burnout, I think. I am trying not to push myself too hard, while still completing the year for my remaining class of non-seniors.
2: The best thing about Secret Place is that ringing-friend Leah had the exact same idea when she needed to be not-in-the-ringing-room, which convinces me that it is the correct level of secret.
3: I have a "usual"! I'm pretty tickled by this fact.
I mean, workwise was kinda fascinating, because I strolled into the building at after nine, and yeah, I wasn't proctoring MCAS so *technically* I didn't have anything I was _supposed_ to be doing, but also like...I am contractually required to be in the school building and not being thus was...iffy. Seriously though, I have been so brainsick1 lately that having some amount of breaktime is HONESTLY THE BEST THING I CAN DO FOR MYSELF.
Anyways, work was fine except that my single remaining class had *five* students show up, out of fifteen. This was a slightly-different five than showed up on Monday, meaning I have had a grand total of seven students so far this week. It's cool, it's not like their Final Exam is in less than a week and they ought to prepare for it or anything. *glares in teacher*.
After work-proper was the teacher recognition ceremony we do every year, where all the teachers who've worked 5n years get little service pins to wear on their lanyards. This year, this includes the Chemistry teacher who has worked at the school since 1964. Technically he started work after my parents were born --they were three. Dude's alright.
After that was ice cream sundaes, which is an A+ perk that more employers should invest in. Also, one of my coworkers has recently cut her hair even shorter, and been wearing a lot of short-sleeved collared shirts, and BOY it's just HOWLING some kind of queer at me, but I don't actually know her well enough to be like "yo, you a dyke or transitioning or what?". Anyways, I did tell her I liked the new haircut and the style looked quite sharp. We do what we can.
When I went home, I decided to make the phone vanish for an hour and lie on the bed and daydream for a bit, which predictably turned almost immediately into a nap. Also predictably, when the alarm went off after an hour, that was not sufficient and I hit snooze several times to ungrog myself awake. Also predictably I was late leaving the house to go to bells.
(No Highland tonight since I would've been the person most able to go, but I'm definitely recovering from the cold I had over memorial day still, and that level of aerobic exercise was not what I wanted in a week where I have my candidate exam. Bells is much less strenuous, also, it's
landofnowhere's almost-last time and I wanted to get to say hi.) Bells had TWENTY PEOPLE give or take one (Austin and I are in slight disagreement over how many visitors we had). That is a LOT for practice! I still got to ring Stedman Doubles again (first time through was a little rocky but one of the visitors got me back-on-track, second time through was lovelysolid) and I got to ring Plain Bob Minor inside which is always really good practice, and generally just had a nice time. I also spent like twenty minutes chilling up in one of the windows overlooking the ringing, which was extremely cozy and catlike.
(I also spent a plain course of London sitting in the Secret Place2, not because I was actually in need of a crying-spot, but just because...I needed the quiet. The hunting on 8 we did was not very clean, and I was a little frustrated, but I just went somewhere else and was briefly alone and played some pokemans and then it was fine. This is incredibly different and good to some of the other parts of my ringing journey.)
Post bells was dinner (where the waitress assured me that even though I asked for it by name, she would know I meant Pineapple Fried Rice if I said "the usual"3) with a bunch of people, and that was lovely-as-always. It was good to get to chat with some of the people I hadn't really hung out with while in the tower!
Tomorrow is...tomorrow is. More helping the Algebra kids get ready for their final exam, maybe some Pinewoods work, hopefully shoring up the logistics around Alys visiting in a couple weeks. Oh! And I should be getting my candidate class assignment around 4PM, and ideally will write my lesson plan in time to go teach it in Salem. Wait shit, note to self, find a ride to Salem Scottish class.
There's a lot in my brain, but there's a lot of space too right now. I think that's a burnout feature, it being hard to create words, and thread things together. It's always an ADHD thing, not being able to _do_ stuff with my time and hands and energy.
This is the 180th consecutive day I have written at least 750words. That's nearly half a year straight. Good for me, I think.
~Sor
MOOP!
1: I continue to be recovering from burnout, I think. I am trying not to push myself too hard, while still completing the year for my remaining class of non-seniors.
2: The best thing about Secret Place is that ringing-friend Leah had the exact same idea when she needed to be not-in-the-ringing-room, which convinces me that it is the correct level of secret.
3: I have a "usual"! I'm pretty tickled by this fact.