So, an expected nightmare of a morning passed off pretty well really. Waking up at 7.45 was fine, Ironing my shirt was no bother, having breakfast in McDonalds was shit, won’t do that again. Then 3 students, all alright if not exactly the kind of people I would usually socialise with. So fairly painless and 8 lessons a week brings my total up to 10, enough for a part-time teacher I think. The throat thing is still in action though. I am work boy today, but the weekend starts in, ooh, 24 hours or so (I’ll have a quiet one tonight.)
The content of my life on weekdays is fairly anodyne I expect, but it is a blessing not to have to cope with any additional drama when working and sick, if you catch my drift.