Puss in Boots is a very fine fellow!

Well, predictably it's taken me forever to post again, though I think I have a pretty good excuse this time. "Puss in Boots" is finally in performance mode! I think I underestimated how tired I'd be directing a show. Two nights a week isn't a huge ask, but I've just been exhausted lately. Thankfully, the show pulled together at the last minute like it always does and though there are still spots that I'd like to refine, overall it looks pretty good. More importantly, the audiences have been laughing themselves stupid. We've had good numbers too, and apparently bookings for the last weekend are pretty good too, so the show also looks set to make a profit. At the end of the day, that's all you can ask! I'm looking forward to it being over though, and already I'm enjoying having my weeknights back. I have a sneaking suspicion I might be lazy!

No luck on the teaching job front though, which is very annoying. I'm starting to suspect that getting a job in Tasmania is going to be very hard, but if I try to get anything anywhere else, I'm going to be left with the same problem in the long run; no experience here. I MIGHT be able to move to another state in Australia if I could find somewhere I liked, it's not quite the same as moving halfway around the world, but I'd still rather stay here if I could. Very frustrating!

Still, it's almost Christmas! Holidays! Hooray!

Contemplations

Woo, I'm averaging one post every two weeks. Fantastic. Of course, virtually nobody knows I even have this thing, so nobody's likely to be counting; right?

I can't say that I have much to add anyway, life is trudging along as usual. I've been putting in for teaching jobs, which is a pretty enormous step, and I'm actually kind of excited by the prospect of going somewhere remote. Maybe it's the whole sensation of starting afresh, this time on my own. There are times when I fret about my age and worry that I'm getting too old to consider having a family, but then I realise I'm not THAT old. I'm actually enjoying being single now that I have the means to support myself and live a little. For the first time in a long time, I'm not actually preoccupied with finding someone and, as a result, my whole crush with the internet has faded. That's not to say I would rule out meeting Aussie guys online, but I'm not travelling overseas again. I proved to myself that I'm a Tasmanian girl through and through and, at the very least, I will always want to live close enough to my family to see them fairly regularly.

Theatre is going quite well, though it's the usual panic stations now that we have about three weeks left and we're still there to 11pm. There's another rehearsal tonight, so hopefully things will run a lot smoother. I'll be glad when it's over though, I can't wait for the Christmas holidays because I really feel like I need a recharge. I think I'm going to head to the doctor soon for a checkup, and make sure this feeling tired is just a side-effect of being bored at work all day and then having late nights. Never hurts to check! I'm feeling pretty good otherwise, lost a bit of weight and the new eating regime seems to be okay. I don't think I'll ever been entirely cured of snacking, but at least I don't spend so much time thinking about food!

Another day, another dollar.

Well, I did mention that I was terrible at keeping these things updated, so the lack of entries should be no surprise. I'm not even sure I have anything to talk about now, but I'm at work and things are slow, and my attempts at roleplaying have so far come to naught, so here I am. (Oh, how I abuse this broadband connection.)

I guess work is on my mind at the moment, since I've just put in for teaching jobs in the north and north-west of the state. After returning from England, I was worried I'd never want to teach again, especially considering every dream I have about teaching involves me not being able to control the children. I keep telling myself that my lack of success in England had a lot to do with the fact that the system just didn't suit me, which is true, but I also know that I was lazy and unmotivated. I've always been like that, I was like it all the way through school, though I consistently got by with "winging it" and that doesn't seem to work so well in a classroom, I've discovered. I also didn't like the fact I had to use someone else's behaviour management system and the fact that all the lessons were so structured. It made me feel like I had to finish which meant I probably didn't take the time out to establish consistent expectations that I should have. I honestly don't know how teachers survive in that system though, of course, statistics would show that they don't, that's why they're always crying out for them. Anyway, a year and a half sitting behind a desk have bored me stupid and now I'm actually quite excited at the prospect of getting back into it. I have no idea what I'm doing, but at least I'll have the freedom to figure it out myself.

First Entry!

Well, I'm never particularly good at filling these things. History has shown me to be terribly disogranised when it comes to keeping diaries and journals, so I don't imagine this will be any different. Still, here I am, entering the world of blogs, though I'm a self-proclaimed loather of the propensity for turning the internet into a personal "sob space." Thus, I will attempt to keep my sobbing to a minimum.

Truth be told, the main reason I set up an account was simply so I could post comments on another. And not just any other, it is the blog of a family who has just lost their 9 year old daughter to cancer; the blog that made me aware blogspot existed. Everyone has a story which has touched them and, with a little diligence, it can sometimes change your life. I don't know if Christi's story will change mine, but I'm certainly hopeful it will. Since I'm pretty sure you're all wondering just how marvellous a story it could be, to make ME eat humble pie, here is the link to Christi's blog:

www.christithomas.blogspot.com

A sad story to be sure, but an inspiring one as well. I'm hoping it'll give me the extra push I need to volunteer at Ronald McDonald House, which I'd already thought of doing earlier in the year. I've emailed, I just have to phone to make an appointment now. I'm also hoping that Christi's strength will be the boost I need to actually change my lifestyle for the better and get myself fit. I feel like I have the body of a 50 year old, which is not good considering I'm not yet 30. :P If anything, I'll probably use this blog to document those two particular journeys; it won't hurt to have a little extra motivation.