..... somewhat trying.
My lovely colleague is now getting cold feet about the prospects of taking over my job and running the department. I haven't a clue whether she intends to come back from Mat Leave in March or June. I hate this kind of uncertainty.
In the meanwhile, the "Greek music teacher from a Supply Agency" (who replaced the "Lady who fell ill and never came back" who was the original Maternity Cover back in July) continues to arrive 3 minutes before the bell and leave 1 minute after the bell. He only works Monday to Thursday so I actually had to run down the path after him today at the end of school in order to wish him a 'Good Weekend'.
AND I've managed to mark two full sets of coursework for Year 10 AND two full sets of Year 9 Composition work AND levelled all my Year 7 practical work AND evidenced some Year 11 coursework in just two admin hours and a couple of 'after school sessions'.
THEN a Senior Teacher had the cheek to say that my extended curriculum and general departmental provision wasn't as 'vibrant' as normal.
(And... between you and me... I've been having a "nice peri-menopausal" time of it too!!)
I feel quite proud that I haven't screamed or cried. However I DID swear a lot when I dropped an egg on the kitchen floor in the middle of making a frittata yesterday evening (and I discovered at this point that my cat likes raw egg). Mark has been a complete saint through all of this - he even hurtled off to the local shop to buy some more eggs and cleaned the floor while I finished making the meal. He is, officially, my hero!
It has to be said that the weekend can't come soon enough! Jx