A couple of hours ago, I decided to bike to Upper Hutt to return some library books.
It takes about 10-12 minutes to drive there from our house, so I figured it wouldn't take much longer to ride there on my bike.
Well, I survived the bike ride - roughly half an hour to get there, and slightly less on the way back due to an empty bag and a slight tail wind. However, I must have really pushed myself because when I got home (almost collapsing from exhaustion!) I just couldn't get warm. It was the strangest thing. Even now, a couple of hours later and after a long hot shower, I still feel weird and drained. I guess biking full-on for an hour when you're not used to it, is probably not the best thing to do for your body!
Hmmm..... I can see an evening of wining and dining ahead of me - I'm sure that'll make me feel better!
Work has been full-on this week, too. Lots of professional development. I've been learning the basics of cognitive behaviour therapy, which we will be applying in our classroom, and discussing ethics in detail. I've been finding it all incredibly interesting. Next week, we're off to Lower North Youth Justice (bit of a mouthful, isn't it?) to see how things are run out there. I'm looking forward to it. This job is just so varied, with so much to learn. I feel as though I'm merely at the beginning of my 'journey' - for want of a better term.
So, only 12 teaching days to go until Term 2 holidays - I can't wait! In the meantime, we have some fun stuff coming up. I'm looking forward to seeing Tim when he gets back on Friday, and attending Amy's birthday party, and then in the actual holidays, I have my brother and sister staying for about a week - so it'll be great to catch up with them and show them all the cool things Welly has to offer :D Yay!
Well, that's it for tonight. Time to go prepare for the wining and dining.
xx
Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Sunday ramblings of a personal nature.
I'm missing Tim!
I dropped him off at the airport a few hours ago, and already I'm feeling rather disjointed, and not really knowing what to do with myself. So far, I've got home, put a load of washing on, done some gardening, and idly surfed the internet (and played around with the 'Gimp' - don't get any crazy ideas, it's merely a Linux photoshop programme, although I'm sure most of you who read this blog know that anyway.....). But now I feel at a loss of what to do. I had all these grandiose schemes in my head, but they seem to pale in comparison to having someone around. It's going to be a lonely five or so days until he gets back.
Being alone always makes me wonder how much of what you are is defined, or based by how other's percieve and treat you when you are around them. Going from being part of a partnership, or collective to being an individual. I was talking to a friend who has recently got out a long-term relationship and moved city, and she described feeling almost a loss of identity now that she has broken up from her partner. She describes missing all the 'in-jokes' they shared, and the feeling of always having someone around to talk to. She misses the nicknames and the comfort of knowing that someone is there to define who you are. I guess when you're alone, there is no one around to confirm your existance, to remind you that you are alive and that your life will leave a mark on the world.
I feel alone right now, but I also know that it is only temporary - tomorrow being a work day and the chance to socialise with my workmates. But I've realised that I don't like being alone, everything seems so much more pointless. I miss Tim so much and it makes me wonder how I'd survive if anything ever happened to him. Would I be strong enough to carry on without him? or would I even want to? I'm beginning to get an inkling about how devestating it would be to lose a spouse, and why some people seem to give up the will to live when their spouse is gone.
Any thoughts?
I dropped him off at the airport a few hours ago, and already I'm feeling rather disjointed, and not really knowing what to do with myself. So far, I've got home, put a load of washing on, done some gardening, and idly surfed the internet (and played around with the 'Gimp' - don't get any crazy ideas, it's merely a Linux photoshop programme, although I'm sure most of you who read this blog know that anyway.....). But now I feel at a loss of what to do. I had all these grandiose schemes in my head, but they seem to pale in comparison to having someone around. It's going to be a lonely five or so days until he gets back.
Being alone always makes me wonder how much of what you are is defined, or based by how other's percieve and treat you when you are around them. Going from being part of a partnership, or collective to being an individual. I was talking to a friend who has recently got out a long-term relationship and moved city, and she described feeling almost a loss of identity now that she has broken up from her partner. She describes missing all the 'in-jokes' they shared, and the feeling of always having someone around to talk to. She misses the nicknames and the comfort of knowing that someone is there to define who you are. I guess when you're alone, there is no one around to confirm your existance, to remind you that you are alive and that your life will leave a mark on the world.
I feel alone right now, but I also know that it is only temporary - tomorrow being a work day and the chance to socialise with my workmates. But I've realised that I don't like being alone, everything seems so much more pointless. I miss Tim so much and it makes me wonder how I'd survive if anything ever happened to him. Would I be strong enough to carry on without him? or would I even want to? I'm beginning to get an inkling about how devestating it would be to lose a spouse, and why some people seem to give up the will to live when their spouse is gone.
Any thoughts?
Monday, June 9, 2008
Getting old
Tick tock, tick tock.Time to watch another 'House' episode. My life is just full of good TV at the moment.
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