Crepes, Galettes, Pancakes and Brian the Bucket!

[MrsSchadenfreude]

Here you go...

I am feeling very washed-out. Just slept for an hour, but still feel a hundred and eleventy three

I would be utterly cats-bum face about any uniform trashing, Auriga. Especially as it's expensive. DS's uniform is cheaper than normal clothes, but even then I'd feel a bit weird. It's the waste, isn't it. I've also always hated food fights, for the same sort of reason.

Have done no college work today, and feeling discombobulated. Had lovely brunch with dear friends, then a trip to Sainsbury's (where I bought my crisps for my crisp-based summative observation lesson). Mentor of said lesson has gone very quiet, and not given me any feedback on my plan, good or bad, so I can't spend tomorrow titivating, as I'd hoped. This is Not Helpful. I'm also supposed to get it to my tutor the day before she comes to watch me.

Thankfully, another friend (who's rather woo) has sent me an anti-anxiety meditation to do before the lesson. I feel I may need it.

In health news, I've had a weird dry patch on my lip for some time. I keep putting coldsore ointment on it, but it's not getting any better. Not helped by me constantly picking at it. I'm now convinced it's skin cancer.

What's with all the tiredness on here? I'm absolutely cream-crackered. My left foot hurt all day as I dragged my weary carcass all over town - right foot was fine... left little toe burned and throbbed - made me want to get a cab all- the way home-- cry. Am holed up on sofa in my socks and feel much better.

I think there's a tiredness lurgy doing the rounds. I felt dreadful last weekend. Not helped by the monthly migraine. Feel full of beans now...

Sorry to hear of the general exhaustion amongst the crepeys. I have been so somnambulant that I asked the practice nurse for a thyroid function testtoday.
I have to apologise for not keeping up on here. Put this down to tiredness and various Acts of Madness ism considering. I am thinking of leaving my job

So want D's to do Latin. not offered in his school.
Here my issue is he isn't eating because he is 'fat' - this is a child whose ribs you can count... Any advice crepeys.
Cremo why? Although I fancy joining you!!

Ooh Crem, tell us more if you can.

Auriga, uniform bashing happens here too - but as nobody has bought new uniform for years, it is mostly highly undesirable. I would extract the blazer if it was in decent nick but it won't be. ds came home today with a PE bag that has been in school since before Christmas. Some brave lady in reception had donned an NBC suit to open it and identify the owner. Stuff was growing on the towel.

We should have a sofa and socks crepey anthem.

I don't even have 'a Plan'
So many enforced changes in job have ground me down to a pulp. I have completely lost focus. I want to do something that has value and contributes something to the greater good. I miss having 'control!' Over what I do.
I slightly, can no longer bear the public sector.
And health reasons. Feeling appallingly overwhelmed and miserable , and the arthritis in my hands is becoming a right nuisance.
On the verge of weeping before going in. Etc
Not a pretty picture

Oh Cremo :(
So sorry - get the control thing - that was what pushed me to the edge.

{{ }}

Crem - "Time passes, salary comes."

I hated Latin. But, with grudging hindsight, it was useful.

I have fleece Primarni loungewear. Sexy, it is not.

Crem, it definitely sounds as though doing something completely different would be a healthy move. What would you like to do?

Uniform trashing is a chronic condition around here. The Y10s and Y11s get progressively more disheveled as the months go by. Dd's blazer was a holey, paint-splattered relic by the end of Y11. Then on the final day of study leave, they sign each other's shirts. Mind you, shirt signing also happens at the end of first school in Y4 and middle school in Y8. As I generally buy all the school uniform for pennies from the second hand shop or get hand-me-downs from friends, just one shirt being signed doesn't seem too dreadful to me these days. But I admit I didn't feel like that when dd first 'wasted' a 50p school shirt by getting it signed in Y4.

I had my observation lesson yesterday and got a 'very good'. I had a lot of very positive feedback from the tutor, who wants me to apply for doing the next level course. I am, of course, very pleased about the positive feedback, but keep wondering when they are all going to notice that I am, in fact, crap. Doing the next level course is not possible as I can't afford to and, even if I could afford it, I am not sure that I could hack the commute again, but I am pleased that she thinks I have the ability. It is v cheering.

I have a load of hideous work to do by Fri evening for my version of CDiff. It is not going hugely well so far.

BTM, good luck to dd for the rest of her exams and hooray for the arrival of snow chains. Hope you will feel refreshed and about 60 years younger after your skiing hol.

Herbs, good luck for the observation lesson. I think I sweated about as much during my observed lesson as I do during a circuits class. Am now wondering what on earth I can wear in the summer term to camouflage my anxiety sweats.

WHOOOOOOOP Stropps! See, we all knew you were ace. Now the only person to be convinced is you!

I am at the 'frozen with fear' stage of my lesson planning. This is not productive.

Crem , that sounds awful and dreary. [helpful]. Stropps is right - is there anything you would like to do?

And Stropps, wayhay, that is fantastic. Course you are Not Crap - and I am glad they have had the good sense to see so.

Herbs, really good luck this week.

Re the uniform bashing, another plus point of going to an innercity comp where the uniforms are bought very cheaply and worn till they drop in our family

My DC both eschewed Latin as it was "too poncy" despite DH's (who knows nothing about any language, least of all a classic!) protestations.

MrsS, I have fleecey Primarni Christmas PJ's! Not on ATM as had to go out for DD!

Stropps, well done! Herbs, I am sure you will do good as well - have faith!
And I would settle for even 6 months younger ATM!

Cremo, you poor thing. Is there anything that appeals and pays enough?

BD, what has triggered your DS, do you think? Is someone being horrible, or is he worried that they will turn on him if he has seen them doing it to others? Or is he worried about his "physique"? (I know lots of young teens who are desperate to become muscular, etc)

CV, I too am up at 515am tomorrow morning. Thank god I'm not working afterwards.....

It is, indeed, a very tiring time of year. Christmas gone, Spring too far away. I'm trying not to be as tired and moany as dh, so that's keeping me cheerful

I would love to leave my job, but money prevents my escape. I'm not even sure what I could do (on the basis I'm not sure what I actually do at the moment).

Still off to bed now and hope the alarm works.

No Latin whatsoever at our secondary. It's a Specialist Language school, but only modern ones, clearly.

I'm with you, Auriga - shirt-graffiti occurred at the end of Y6 but I sent them in with old/ruined/too small shirts to scribble on, because I too couldn't bear to see perfectly good clothes trashed. No idea what happens after Y11.

Crem, sympathies.... I felt like that back in 2001 when I was wrestling with a baby, early pregnancy, a three-hour commute, an uncaring boss and a bunch of nasty, backstabbing colleagues. I didn't go back to work for over six years. Walking out was the best decision I ever made; it would have killed me.

Yay Strops. You Are Doing Well!

Well done Stropps, on your observation and good luck with yours, Herbs.

Thanks for your thoughts, everyone. I'll compromise with DD somehow. The comparison with food fights is a good one, Herbs. But I suppose even trashing a school skirt is a cheap way of letting off steam compared with, say, necking alcopops. I need to get a sense of proportion about it.

Crem, if you feel tearful before going in to work I think it's important to pay attention. What's going through your mind when you feel like that? I've left a couple of jobs after realising those feelings were a kind of barometer for serious problems, such as a toxic colleague. The Sunday blues, and a knot of dread when I thought about Mondays, were other clues. Your well-being has to come first.

I had a job once that I spent the whole time with a lump in my throat and stomach, got Friday night blues, and spent a lot of time crying in the loo with anger. I left with no job to go to. Five years later I got a job there as the boss. Karmic wheel, and all that. No job is worth so much misery...

I left my last full-time permanent job after getting into the kind of state that I genuinely fantasized about a long-term illness. I have never once regretted walking out.

Can I join the tired gang? I am EXHAUSTED. Woke up and realised I was genuinely incapable of a fourth Ladyjog in a row. Castigated self with guilt. Dropped back, poleaxed. Forced self out of bed about 45 minutes later and took about five minutes to dress. Castigated self some more on basis DSis is putting up with much more. Realised another Tsunami Period is on its way. Dragged self through breakfast and ibuprofen. Now propped at desk preparing to write about maternity bras, which is about all I'm up to!

I did tell my mother that no I can't go and visit her midweek next week. We can go on Sunday but for all sorts of reasons I CANNOT FACE midweek. I am buoyed up in this resolve by excellent advice from Stropps about how after a certain point the resentment just becomes toxic.

BTM - bit of both...'you're fat' seems to be an insult of choice (among many others) - but in ds's case it is so clearly not the case! I don't want to get heavy handed, but equally he has a long day and really can't go that long not eating. I am trying to get him engaged in what goes in his lunch box on the basis that might encourage him to eat it!

Stropps we all knew you were fab :)

Well done, Stropps, that is quite a result. I hope all goes well for you today, Herbs.

Crem, so sorry to hear about your job problems. I think if you are so unhappy at work you really must look for something else. We spend so many hours working that it has to be tolerable at the very least. Do you want a complete change - if so, in what direction? (Not very helpful, sorry).

BD, aren't teenagers unkind to one another? I think all you can do is keep reinforcing what DS is good at - he sounds like a healthy young man to me, seeing ribs is what the health professionals recommend.

Here, a few years ago, the education authority had staggered finishing times on the last day of the summer term. This led to final year pupils from the local comp going to the middle schools, armed with eggs and flour, invading the schools and causing havoc and mayhem.

MI, I think you need to be kind to yourself, too. The AF troubles do eventually pass - would a trip to the Gp help, do you think? You have so much to deal with because of DM, that's it's no wonder that you're exhausted. A trip to see her at the weekend seems reasonable to me.

Observation isn't until tomorrow, but I like to get my panicking in early. Mentor still hasn't got back to me, so I'm flying blind...

Have good friends, wine and curry lined up for tomorrow evening. Can't wait.

MI - have you tried magnesium supplements? They're supposed to help with 'the curse'.

BD, would getting him to check on the BMI calculator for children with you help him to see that he is a healthy weight? It always reassures mine!

Oh yes, eggs and flour were all the rage about 10 years ago. Not sure if it still happens or not. Seemed to be all sorts of stuff going on the last couple of years at the DC's school!