but just thought I should really update.
So, I'm now working 3 days a week teaching piano! Well, I say 3 days, but so far I'm doing an hour on Mondays, 2.5 hours on a Thursday and my 1st half hour lesson on a Saturday is happening this week. So, that's 4 hours...great, but it'll hopefully continue to grow! I'm trying to think positive, and all the signs so far are looking good.
Things at my other job aren't looking so great. There are redundancies happening within the education team, meaning that teachers and resources/curriculum coordinaters are all losing jobs, other tutors are having their hours cut, some are taking voluntary redundancy even though they don't want to, purely because they have been lucky enough to find another job (that they also don't want, but money is money!) Our unit managers had to reapply for their jobs as well and 1 position is being closed to them...they found out on Monday who was leaving but I haven't heard yet. We have at least 5 clients leaving senior campus with nobody lined up to take their place, and 1 unit on junior campus is being closed and changed to accomodate a new respite service that's going to be offered. The loss of clients means that there will be full time staff running about with nothing to do, meaning that us punters at the bottom of the chain (bank staff) will have little to no hours made available to us...they have cancelled 2 shifts for me this month already and others have unfortunately had more cancelled. Considering I'm only working there 3 shifts a week, that's a big loss for me, but at least I do technically still have my job.
Many of us are under the impression that the place is imploding...
What a ramble! Anyway, if I lose my hours at work, I really need to build up to about 25/30 students to be able to survive, so quite a way to go yet.
Stressful and completely depressing times at work, the atmosphere is understandably horrific.
Everything else is as was really, except our flat is TIDY!!! WOOHOO!! who would have thought it would take us over a year to really move in lol, and we might be moving again come June/July, depending where James is sent for his probationary year. Sake lol.
Anyway, enough rambling
Tuesday 18 January 2011
Saturday 8 January 2011
forgot!
I can't believe I forgot to write about the 10k in the last post! I'm shocked and horrified at myself lol.
Anyway, in about June last year my uncle Alistair told me he was going to enter the Great Scottish Run for the CF Trust...and someone suggested I do it (for a laugh) but I took them up on it and started training. When I started, I couldn't run for 2 minutes let alone for 10k, but each day on the treadmill I saw improvements in my time and started to feel much better...so much better I suppose that I didn't even really pay attention to the classic signs of infection and figured I was just being melodramatic, but then landed up on the ward at the end of July lol. Everyone thought that was it for me and not one person expected me to say I was still doing the run. Of course I was! My main inspiration there was Kirsty, who did a 10k in May 6 months post transplant. There was absolutely no excuse for me not to do it.
Anyway, training resumed and that was it right til the 5th September when we did the run. I finished 15 minutes faster than predicted but had a serious episode of lungs closing over and couldnt breathe at all at the end, was a bit scary, but that's what happens when you push to the limit and then some. I wasn't happy at the end either, infact, I cried out of sheer exhaustion, but then obviously I started to feel proud that I'd done it. I've never been a runner, a dancer yes, but not a runner. I couldn't even do the 100m at school without jelly legs and that was when my CF was near enough symptom free apart from my tummy.
So, together my uncle Alistair and I raised just over £1000! :)
That was probably the biggest thing that happened in the year and I completely forgot to write about it.
Anyway, in about June last year my uncle Alistair told me he was going to enter the Great Scottish Run for the CF Trust...and someone suggested I do it (for a laugh) but I took them up on it and started training. When I started, I couldn't run for 2 minutes let alone for 10k, but each day on the treadmill I saw improvements in my time and started to feel much better...so much better I suppose that I didn't even really pay attention to the classic signs of infection and figured I was just being melodramatic, but then landed up on the ward at the end of July lol. Everyone thought that was it for me and not one person expected me to say I was still doing the run. Of course I was! My main inspiration there was Kirsty, who did a 10k in May 6 months post transplant. There was absolutely no excuse for me not to do it.
Anyway, training resumed and that was it right til the 5th September when we did the run. I finished 15 minutes faster than predicted but had a serious episode of lungs closing over and couldnt breathe at all at the end, was a bit scary, but that's what happens when you push to the limit and then some. I wasn't happy at the end either, infact, I cried out of sheer exhaustion, but then obviously I started to feel proud that I'd done it. I've never been a runner, a dancer yes, but not a runner. I couldn't even do the 100m at school without jelly legs and that was when my CF was near enough symptom free apart from my tummy.
So, together my uncle Alistair and I raised just over £1000! :)
That was probably the biggest thing that happened in the year and I completely forgot to write about it.
Wednesday 5 January 2011
2011
happy new year! I know it's a bit late, but nevermind.
Reading all the blogs I read and seeing everybody posting their hopes for 2011 on facebook and such like has obviously got me thinking about the year to come and the year that has just ended.
2010 was different. My Gran passed away which left the whole family with mixed emotions. She was quite a challenging woman and alienated a lot of people, but she also loved us all...just didn't know how to show it. My older cousins and I all felt guilty about not making more of an effort to have a better relationship with her...my younger cousins and my brothers/sister didn't know her in the same way and I don't really know what they felt...strange and sad times.
I have been extremely lucky healthwise over the years, as will be clear to most, but 2010 saw some unexpected changes for me on that front. Nothing major but some new bugs and a hospital admission, meeting the diabetes team (but thankfully no insulin yet!) as well as a really crappy tummy and chest changes. My last sample of 2010 was clear apparently but it never seems to go with how I feel...each clear sample I've had I've been shocked by. BUT, can't complain!
I also had a couple of nice breaks away with James, got a kitten (yay!) and had some nice social engagements, although there could have been more of them. I met some lovely and inspirational people and also met some right bums. I started piano teaching again and am hoping that this will begin to grow in the coming year, but I'd also like a new job to go along with it. Nothing wrong with my care job really but it's sooooo tiring working shifts!
2011 will see me potentially uprooted when James starts his probationary year as a secondary English teacher. It will probably see us the poorest we've ever been when he leaves uni but isn't yet working...and that's an achievement as we've been pretty damn poor over the last 6 months.
So many things have happened that I can't even pull to the front of my mind at the moment, and so many things have yet to happen that I'm sure I couldn't even try to imagine.
I hope everyone has a great 2011!
Reading all the blogs I read and seeing everybody posting their hopes for 2011 on facebook and such like has obviously got me thinking about the year to come and the year that has just ended.
2010 was different. My Gran passed away which left the whole family with mixed emotions. She was quite a challenging woman and alienated a lot of people, but she also loved us all...just didn't know how to show it. My older cousins and I all felt guilty about not making more of an effort to have a better relationship with her...my younger cousins and my brothers/sister didn't know her in the same way and I don't really know what they felt...strange and sad times.
I have been extremely lucky healthwise over the years, as will be clear to most, but 2010 saw some unexpected changes for me on that front. Nothing major but some new bugs and a hospital admission, meeting the diabetes team (but thankfully no insulin yet!) as well as a really crappy tummy and chest changes. My last sample of 2010 was clear apparently but it never seems to go with how I feel...each clear sample I've had I've been shocked by. BUT, can't complain!
I also had a couple of nice breaks away with James, got a kitten (yay!) and had some nice social engagements, although there could have been more of them. I met some lovely and inspirational people and also met some right bums. I started piano teaching again and am hoping that this will begin to grow in the coming year, but I'd also like a new job to go along with it. Nothing wrong with my care job really but it's sooooo tiring working shifts!
2011 will see me potentially uprooted when James starts his probationary year as a secondary English teacher. It will probably see us the poorest we've ever been when he leaves uni but isn't yet working...and that's an achievement as we've been pretty damn poor over the last 6 months.
So many things have happened that I can't even pull to the front of my mind at the moment, and so many things have yet to happen that I'm sure I couldn't even try to imagine.
I hope everyone has a great 2011!
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