Things are their usual state of chaos @ JR- UK. Bec is a bit of a stress monkey because it's Parents Evening this week, which for the none UK visitors (of which I have some! Checked out the funky map thing on the sidebar?) is where all the parents get to grill her on the educational status of their offspring in a series of 10 minute slots. This being her first one and all she's been a bit freaked out.
All unnecessary of course as without exception so far they've all been very pleased...... second half of the parents turn up tomorrow.
In the meantime things have taken a bit of a turn at work for me- I have been hoiked off team to run the borough's street duties course. This, basically, is the initiation programme for recruits who have just fallen out of training school, to make sure that they can actually handle real situations, where their decisions have a bit more consequence than the role-play world they have inhabited the last 5 months.
I have done this before as a tutor. This time I'm running it and I'll be an official sergeant for it! Which should be interesting. Because of circumstances quite beyond my control (and the apparent lack of anything approaching organisational skills from the people who should've organised this roughly 4 months ago.... but thats another story...... grrrrrr) I've kind of been thrown right into it .There is less than three weeks till they arrive, in which I have to plan and prepare 10 weeks of instruction, and figure out the various discipline and inefficiency procedures which I hope I won't need to use. So yep I'm a bit of a stress monkey too.
In the meantime: Cat name update! The initial choice was Marbles, mostly because as a certain Alaskanite pointed out, the humour value of calling out to the neighbours "I've lost my marbles? Can you help find my marbles?" was irrestible.
In the end, Bec's class decided. The vote was overwhelming: 2 in favour of Pickles, 3 in favour of Marbles, but a big fat majority of 25 in favour of Aqaya. Aqaya it is.
Aqaya remains bonkers. I think she might be a manic-depressive, just without the depressive bit. Actually, she could be feline bi-polar: with one state being bonkers and running around sliding across the laminate flooring (very amusing), the other being, well, asleep.
Lazy night tonight, video with fruit pie and ice cream, and hopefully the furball in dozy mode.
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