To my blog,
I have been thinking about you, I promise. But I also have been working harder than ever these past few months, buying a house, preparing for a new job and thinking about maths, some of these things simultaneously. I had no real time away this holiday – a few short and wonderful breaks – but I didn’t take as many photos as I normally would. Indeed I barely even considered photography.
For my maths course, the second year of which I have just begun, I had to write a paper about children’s use of algebra. It was fascinating reading the theories and background to this, but it took up so much time.
Buying the house took simply forever due to many stumbles along the way – none of which I shall bore you with here, but all are being sorted over the next few weeks. Decoration is the name of the day now, and that will take up what little spare time I have.
The new job, in a school that has never had this particular year group, where I need to write and deliver a new curriculum from scratch, is proving a huge but fun challenge. One month in and I’m slowly getting used to the routines and ways of the place – but it’s taking a long time and it’s all very confusing.
Those are all the verbs of my last month or so, and some of the nouns too; but the reason I stayed away from you, dear blog, had to do with the adjectives…
“Tired” and “worn out” to some extent, thanks to the simple crazy nature of this year – when I think about where my life is now compared to this time last year… well, it’s all been turned on its head. “Emotional” is another word about things that I can’t, and won’t talk about here. And those things also made me feel tired and worn out.
But it feels good to write here, and stretch these underused muscles. I promise nothing, because that merely sets me up for failure, but I’m thinking about you, and wishing we could spend more time together.