Not so long ago, I decided to revamp my teaching text. And I quickly realised I'd left things out that needed to be in. Oops. It's not the end of the world. Most of the missing information became class notes and handouts. Easy peasy. I spent some time over the weekend and all Monday morning … Continue reading There’s notes and more notes!
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And on it goes …
I had to check the day and date four times this morning and I'm still not sure what day it is! I know it's Nicky's birthday, so I know it's the 14th of August. Day? Yesterday I thought it was Tuesday so that's probably causing the confusion. Well, that, and a migraine. There's been an … Continue reading And on it goes …
I swear it’s true …
I'm filling out subsidy paperwork for Superman. There's a lot of paperwork. There's a lot of stuff that I've never come across before - it's a learning curve. Our new normal took a sharp twist late yesterday afternoon. I had a phone call from the care home. Superman needed to talk to me. Awesome. I … Continue reading I swear it’s true …
Notes
The last week or so has been all about notes. My notes. I've been coming up with different ways to teach the same subject. Fresher text. It was time. Or I'm procrastinating like the pro I am. It was time to tackle tired text and revamp it. Tidy it all up a bit, make it … Continue reading Notes
Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
It's been a trying few weeks.It's tried my patience.It's tried my commitment to coffee and tequila.It's tried my ability to speak without swearing.It's tried my sense of security.It's tried my will to get things done.It's 100% tried to stop my brain working so I can write.It's just fucking trying. But yay, I can put all … Continue reading Fuck you and the horse you rode in on.
Home again.
Right, so, here's the thing. I rushed down to Blenheim on Tuesday morning because Superman was discovered unconscious at home (on Moetapu Bay Road in Mahau Sound) not fun for anyone! It took the fire brigade and ambulance to get him out because the driveway is too difficult for ambulances when the ground is sodden. … Continue reading Home again.
The end is looming.
Nothing to do with the wars. At all. Except that I might've called it again. Oops. Never mind, that's how we roll. I know things and I hope they don't eventuate. (Also, I literally have a pantry full of canned food and so forth. 16 can's of baked beans doesn't look so obsessive now, does … Continue reading The end is looming.