I’ve taken on too much. Again. I promised I'd say no, I have been saying no, but somehow everything's piled up and my work just threw in a formal observation.
I’ve felt like everything was going great, I've got to grips with my classes and started my Whole School Numeracy role. The pieces were just dropping into place. I started flat hunting, and not like I have been for the last few months, but in a way where I actually wanted to move out and get my own place.
I’m already dreading next week, with year 11 parents evening on Thursday and lots of little jobs to add in; I was at my limit.
Now, I have my first official observation at this new school, my first observation where I'm not an NQT. I didn't even teach a lesson on interview because I was abroad, so there's a lot of pressure.
So I'm in bed at 7pm, with a mini migraine, ready to burst into tears at any moment, debating whether it would just be easier to take a couple of painkillers so I can sleep heavy and deal with this tomorrow...
Yep, that's healthy isn't it.