Project is coming to a close, and the amount of paperwork is staggering. I'm also starting work on the new project, and there's loads to do there as well.
It's a huge challenge, and the days that I'm not at class or tutoring, I'm staying late. The past few Saturdays, and the next few Saturdays, will be spent at work. Plus, I'm seriously considering going in on Sundays, at least for half a day.
Work is seriously becoming a challenge. Not so much that it's difficult, it's just that there's so MUCH of it!
I brought work home with me today, and am finally finished. I would have been done earlier (or I would have just stayed late at the office), but I had a tutoring session, and I refuse to miss those unless absolutely necessary.
Speaking of which, tutoring is going steady, and I'm seeing tiny improvements with the kid. Some days it seems like I'm just not doing a good job, and I find myself at a loss. But I live for the moments when everything just clicks for her, and she's eager and excited, and I am reminded of why I love teaching. It's yet another challenge, and a huge responsibility to boot. I've finally managed to sway public opinion that I'm irresponsible, and I'm maintaining my reputation for never backing down from a challenge.
Classes...wow. Classes are drawing to an end. A couple more weeks, and I'm done with them. It's the final stretch, and it's always that last mile that's the hardest. I still have my practicum to do, and to be honest, this is the first time that I'm actually worried about it.
For my PPS class, I have unbelievably high expectations for myself, and that makes me apprehensive. For my final TESOL module, my practicum partner is...well, this is the first time I've had an assigned partner, and while he's a great person, it might be challenging to work with him. He doesn't have any experience, which is fine, really. The tricky part is that we're not on the same wavelength, and I've noticed that we don't bounce ideas off each other the way my previous class partners and I used to.
But challenges were made to be overcome, and overcome challenges I shall.
I was thinking earlier that it feels like I'm approaching burnout, when I realised that this time last year...I was in a far, far worse situation, and I was holding my own. As I learnt from Conan the Barbarian, that which does not kill us makes us stronger. Perhaps it was Nietzsche. But 'Conan' is a lot easier to spell, so let's go with that. In any case, I've thrown myself the gauntlet, and I've willingly picked it up.
Ready or not, this is crunch time.
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