It is Monday! For many a day for groaning and depression but not for me.
I drag myself out of bed at 6 to get ready for a job I have only been doing for 3 weeks - so the glow hasn't had time to go off it for me. I enjoy my job. But that isn't too unusual. I loved being a care assistant for 8 years and had to be dying before I was off. Being a pupil support assistant was equally enjoyable. So hopefully I will have many years of being enthusiastic about getting up for work (although it's still hard when it's pitch black outside and it feels like the middle of the night.)
The only blight on my horizon is Mime. 
I'll be honest - I can do it, but I'm not great at it. I don't really value it as an art form in itself (sorry to all you mime artists out there) but as a means to an end. But for my S1s I have to be really enthusiastic and look like I know exactly what I'm talking about - a real test of my acting ability. Still, I'm halfway thorough it so next week I'll be on to something else.
On the other hand I'm also doing Shakespeare who I love! 
So not everything is hopeless.
And in a totally un-education-related incident, I lost 4 lbs over the past two week so that makes almost a stone since January.
No wonder its a happy Monday. 
