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Date: 05 March 2011 22:01:12
Well - I thought it was about time! So - how do I update you on everything that has happened without writing a novel or sending you to sleep? Just over a year ago I moved flat. Trying to run a tutoring business from a one bedroom flat was getting ridiculous! My lovely Dad helped me out with some money and well - here I am - a large 3 bedroom flat with plenty of room for my tutoring stuff, plus the opportunity to have children come to me for lessons. Work continues to be busy, varied, interesting and fun. I'm currently teaching Year 2 reading ( 6 year old), triple sciences at GCSE and a lot in between! I really do love this variety and the different types of relationship you can have with different students at different ages and stages. I love my new flat, although there's quite a lot of decorating to be done. Guests with paint brushes are welcome! It is so nice though to have a bedroom that only has to serve as a bedroom and nothing else! Currently, the only thing I am storing under the bed is dust. :D My Dad has been pretty ill recently which has caused a lot of concern. He was diagnosed with Parkinson's Disease last year and while he had made good progress on medication, he then slipped on the ice and snow before Christmas and gave himself a nasty head injury. Currently we just have to "wait and see" what will happen as brain injuries can take a considerable recovery time. I'm wondering how others are faring in these more financially problematic times. Looking at my accounts and budgets this week, I realised that things were getting rather tight. I am currently considering how to "tweak" my business to see if things can be rather less "on the edge". Ok, so those are my excuses for not having blogged much. They sound rather boring. Perhaps I should have invented a few. (Called to be phonics and reading advisor for child of extremely rich and famous person whose name must not be mentioned? Currently busy brokering peace in several Middle-Eastern countries? Abducted by aliens? Buried under pile of dirty laundry and had to be rescued by sniffer dogs? Hmm - perhaps not!)