This isn’t a full and proper Sunday Confessional.
Becuase if I was to write it, I might get so depressed that I’ll drink this golden rum, I was given by a mother as a thank you gift, all in one.
(Note I’m only 50% joking about that, as the rum isn’t here with me)
I had emotional intelligence training this week, and I have resolved to become more positive, as I didn’t appreciative how negative and contrary I had become. My optimism score was particularly low.
I need a holiday. one week left to go. Lots to do, between now and then, and i’m not actually going away on holiday.
I plan to sit somewhere in the shade with an enourmous pile of books.
I”m really excited about next academic year, about programmes of study, about working with my new students.