Me time

I haven't painted for ages. However, after rearranging our living room, there was a need to fill wall space - so I finally got round to finishing a canvas that has been lurking under our bed for a while. There is a second one still to finish, but that's a job for tomorrow night now.

After distinct lack of sleep last night (I backblipped for last night), I dragged myself into work this morning, got my classroom set up for my first lesson by 8.30 and then grabbed the boss for a chat about applying for the job I mentioned previously. As I expected, he was fully supportive and we had quite a frank and open discussion about the likely opportunities for me in my existing school - his opinions match mine, that ultimately, I will end up trapped in my existing job if I don't start to look around. We met up again this afternoon and he had a look at the person specification with me, and I came home resolved to apply for the job. I am going to visit the school tomorrow afternoon to "get a feel" for the place - you can tell with schools when you walk around them whether they are right for you - its very difficult to hide the culture and atmosphere of a school. So, assuming that the visit goes well, I start the process of writing my letter tomorrow night. CV and application form are completed. I am excited, but full of trepidation. I know I can do the job, I also know that I have to write a stonkingly good letter to get an interview. I know its the right thing to start looking, that it's a safe time for me to do it as I have nothing to lose, but experience to gain from applying, possibly getting interviewed ...I don't want to think beyond that, because that's when I get myself tied in knots about colleagues who are like family and children that I genuinely care about and want the best for...

Anyway, the painting helped to relax me a bit. Came home to find that Corin was tidying up the kitchen for me which was nice. We had tea in front of our SAD light in the kitchen together (its not quite candlelight to be sure, but it makes us both feel better) and then Corin has finished off the work in the shed so it is proper cosy in there now (he even put curtains up!).

Shower and bed for me I think.

Thanks for reading and responding - it does help me!