Friday, July 10, 2015

I feel the need for...

A serious massage. A serious, strong, manly, kind massage. There's a guy I know on fb who's a masseur in Portland, and his views on what he does are so lovely. For a while he thought he might visit Ireland and practise, but it didn't come to be. I would have gone. My back, my neck, my shoulders... oh, they need assistance.

I could also do with a hug today. PMS is at me. Friday tiredness. There's so much I want to do, that I don't have the energy for. Tomorrow I'm driving to North Dublin (40 mins away, maybe?) to go see a psychiatrist who deals with kids on the spectrum, to see if I can get advice and maybe drugs for Olivia. I'm not really looking forward to it. Not sure what to expect. Not sure he's the right person/it's the right thing. Not sure of anything. Could do with a hug.

I need to walk the dog, but I'd rather go to bed.

I could still do with a lottery win. Take the pressure off. Take the edge off. Oi.

I could do with a five day weekend this week.

I wish I had more time to swim. I do, in the mornings, but I can't make myself get up early enough yet. I've only managed it once. I swam after work Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday this week, but Axl isn't home Thurs and Fri, and I have to do extra work in school then anyway.

On Monday I'll be moved from my Upper Inter class to Elementary - all baby talk and jolly gesturing while adults are levelled to a childlike, er, base? Level? I don't know, I'm tired. It's surprisingly fun and sweet, but also exhausting. Last group I had though, I showed them a vid of David Attenborough doing 'Wonderful World' and we all got a bit teary.

But all my B2 students who've been with me for ages have gone but one, and the newbies aren't much fun, at least, they haven't unwound yet. There's a surprisingly fun Russian Muslim guy I'd like to find out more about but the others are all a bit meh so far.

I've been moved because the school's strapped for teachers at the moment, and they rehired an older guy who worked for them long ago. The Elementaries have been complaining about him though, so my director's asked me to swap for a week or two... whatever that may end up meaning.

I hope you don't mind me talking about work. I don't, mostly, as it's boring daily grind. You do meet lovely people though. I do laugh. Not like that poor guy who left the Simpson's, saying he hadn't laughed in ten years. Sheesh. 


Ms. Moon said...

Ah but wouldn't that feel wonderful?
You can talk about work all you want.

Mwa said...

My osteopath massages me when I go. I always want her to go on. It's always too short.
I think your work sounds interesting.