I realise that I seem to get restless when my head is not feeling too good (I have a headache and mild fever now) and then reflective (because I just need to shake myself out of this mood). I must be nuts but here goes...
Well, I just went and viewed Vara's blog and it's so beautiful. I'm so inspired because after reading and then laughing over one of her recollections and posting a comment, I looked at mine and saw the potential for my own blog - and the immense pleasure it's going to bring me whenever I come back to read my own reflections.
Today is the last day of a week of highs and lows - in terms of my body temperature. No, it's not PMS. It's my body crying out to rest! Sleep! I've been up in the wee hours of the night, marking my students' work at a pace slower than the snail that came in last. And it's pathetic. Who am trying to kid? I can't possibly work any faster when I need the rest?
And in futile over-confidence, I've been staying up marking and nodding off, drinking coffee -till 6.00 am. By then, it'd be time to get ready for school. And no wonder I've been slowing down more than ever. I go to school, like a half-zombie, glower at every teenager whose hair is out of place and then leave at 6.00 pm, pick up the kids from childcare, interact with them in my less-than-fun self, then try to listen to hubby (I have to, right? I mean, this is the man I love and married. But you can imagine what we end up talking about? Work - and sometimes, the kids, and then there is world affairs. We're doing OK but we should take some time to smell the roses - together). After some talking, it's that uphill task of getting my kids to bed. And they don't want to sleep! And all the time before they sleep and as I coax them to sleep, while at home, at the back of my mind, is that nagging feeling that I have scripts to mark. I would then reassure myself that I can get up at 2.00 am and start work all over again - after catching a few winks next to my kids (from 10.00 pm to 2.00 am or 3.00 am or 4.30 am and so on...) I manage every other night, to mark some scripts while nodding off. Insane? Absolutely. Am I going to continue doing this? Err. I hope not. There's got to be a better way.
I thought about this silly vicious pattern that I had gotten into. After some rest, I finally got rid of that blurry feeling somewhere around or was it within the deep recesses of my head? Dunno. Anyway, I rested this week every time the fever went up - except for doing some urgent chores that would have affected someone else's plans at work. So I finally feel better after a long time and my spirits are higher too.
Well, I've taken stock of the situation and change is going to be underway...
Well, I just went and viewed Vara's blog and it's so beautiful. I'm so inspired because after reading and then laughing over one of her recollections and posting a comment, I looked at mine and saw the potential for my own blog - and the immense pleasure it's going to bring me whenever I come back to read my own reflections.
Today is the last day of a week of highs and lows - in terms of my body temperature. No, it's not PMS. It's my body crying out to rest! Sleep! I've been up in the wee hours of the night, marking my students' work at a pace slower than the snail that came in last. And it's pathetic. Who am trying to kid? I can't possibly work any faster when I need the rest?
And in futile over-confidence, I've been staying up marking and nodding off, drinking coffee -till 6.00 am. By then, it'd be time to get ready for school. And no wonder I've been slowing down more than ever. I go to school, like a half-zombie, glower at every teenager whose hair is out of place and then leave at 6.00 pm, pick up the kids from childcare, interact with them in my less-than-fun self, then try to listen to hubby (I have to, right? I mean, this is the man I love and married. But you can imagine what we end up talking about? Work - and sometimes, the kids, and then there is world affairs. We're doing OK but we should take some time to smell the roses - together). After some talking, it's that uphill task of getting my kids to bed. And they don't want to sleep! And all the time before they sleep and as I coax them to sleep, while at home, at the back of my mind, is that nagging feeling that I have scripts to mark. I would then reassure myself that I can get up at 2.00 am and start work all over again - after catching a few winks next to my kids (from 10.00 pm to 2.00 am or 3.00 am or 4.30 am and so on...) I manage every other night, to mark some scripts while nodding off. Insane? Absolutely. Am I going to continue doing this? Err. I hope not. There's got to be a better way.
I thought about this silly vicious pattern that I had gotten into. After some rest, I finally got rid of that blurry feeling somewhere around or was it within the deep recesses of my head? Dunno. Anyway, I rested this week every time the fever went up - except for doing some urgent chores that would have affected someone else's plans at work. So I finally feel better after a long time and my spirits are higher too.
Well, I've taken stock of the situation and change is going to be underway...
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