not that most of you will understand this, but I will not be getting my B contract this year. It's not done here like it is....everywhere else, apparently. Here, the job is advertised as either a D (one year) or B (permanent) contract, and that's how it stays. So, new people can swoop in and take B jobs, and others can work for years and never get it, because there's not one in their subject or geographic area.
Lame. I was putting off telling my boss to see if I might get my B, but that's not going to happen, so I might as well tell them now. The only benefit other than being paid all year is that you have the security of knowing you'll be back at the same school the next year. Which is nice.
Anyway, so I still feel like garbage, nothing new to report there. I went through all my clothes on the weekend, Erin donated some fat pants to me, which was great. About half of them were mine anyway, some of them I really like, but they were too big. Not anymore! Anyway. I put away things that are like, size 6-8 (I don't have a lot of size 6 things, rest assured, but I do have a couple!), because I'm not right now, and tops that only just fit before, and really summery stuff. I feel very organised. Now I just have to go through and put on hangers and in drawers all my fat / maternity clothes, and I'll be all set. I didn't bother putting away any sweaters, because they're stretchy.
In week 10, pretty excited about that. Having supper tomorrow with my friend Amy, who had her first baby at the same time as I had Kieran, and she's now expecting in December. Should be fun. We went to visit Tiresa and Isabel yesterday (and Dave, but Dads generally get left out of the whole thing, sorry), and Kieran was super cute, trying to soothe the baby, telling her "ok, ok" and petting her (very gently for a 2 year old, but perhaps not as gentle as Mum might) on the head. He loves babies, which I take as a good sign, but it's always easier to love something that you get to leave at the end of the day.
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