Not only is there light appearing in my tunnel of darkness on the employment front (however short-term), it’s being reflected around the place too! Tomorrow I’ll wake up and although I’m not expecting (nor do I want) cake with candles for my 54th birthday, this could surely represent just such a scenario. The best pressie I could “unwrap” is the legitimacy of going to work.

Yes, I’m terrified. Yes, I know it’s only for a few weeks. Yes, I know that it’s not in teaching. BUT I’m going to be getting a pay packet and, for the first time in such a long time, I feel as though I might be of real use to someone.

My bag is packed (except for the sarnie which will go in tomorrow morning), my phone (ha ha) and Hudl are charged. I have no clue what I’m going to wear but I’m sure I’ll think of something. I have a feeling that I’m not going to get much sleep tonight…