The Pot Calling The Kettle Black

I was harassing Corinne of Frock and Roll yesterday about her absence from our little online community - then I logged onto Blogger and realised I haven't posted for a couple of weeks. Ooops. I wish I had a great excuse but the reality is that life has been busy and when it hasn't been busy, I've just wanted to snuggle on the couch (or be tucked into bed - I've been that exhausted) with my future hubby. September has been hard for us, our usual routines upset by my second job (at the same school, just to be confusing). You have to make hay while the sun shines, right? I'm attempting to get financially on track so we're not hit too hard by my fun-employment period and while tutoring in the evenings means I feel totally shattered by the weekend, it also means that things won't feel too tight. It would be fantastic if Bee of Service could completely cover the shortfall but we must plan as if it won't.


There are nights that I look at the whiteboard in my classroom and think that life shouldn't be this hard. I wonder why I went back to university to become a teacher when I can't get a decent break in the education system. Pity party for one (and sometimes two) over here! I love working overtime on stuff I love - it never makes me sad to make time in my day to work on Bee Of Service (even if it is 11 pm!) and I'd quite gladly give up whole days of my weekend and holidays to help people achieve their organisational or event goals. It's hard when I'm working overtime literally for the love of money at an organisation that will be booting me out on my rear in just over a month's time.



I have fun, I'll admit - I had a lovely dinner out with Bron on Wednesday! Saturday was really good - we went into town, explored the Queens Wharf Fanzone, had dinner at Wildfire (which I feel like I am STILL digesting) and watched two Rugby World Cup games at a gorgeous little bar called Andrew Andrew. I'll take chillaxing on a leather banquette watching the game on a projector over the asphalt floors of "The Cloud" any day! Five weeks from now I'll have all the time in the world to get over my burnout and focus on my small business... on grey days like today (both inside and out) it's just a little bit harder to see the light at the end of the tunnel.