#144.21 - Half term

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Something which the lockdown taught me - that teaching children online, especially very small children is impossible. Adults have to be involved in person and online teaching is a load of rubbish. Pack up and go home. Online learning is ok for SOME teenagers - those who are good at reading and processing, but for many who don't have those skills - yet - it is bewildering. Finally, people need contact with each other or we end up being alienated. It is just crazy.

What I am trying to say is that I'm never complaining about having to go into school anymore. ANYTHING is better than online learning.

I've been learning Irish and I think I'm getting somewhere... Just practice all the freaking time. An hour a day. Ghin is with Peter today - I so miss him. We have very chilled times at home really. Today I need to go running when I get back from Armagh. I guess I could go now and still make it. The drop zone has continued and it is looking good. I'm really pleased with how everything is going.

The AI is no longer advertising stupid things to me. That is also a relief. The ads I get now are more about books and loose fitting garments. I mean I am never going to buy any of this shit so it doesn't matter, but it is at least not aggravating when I see the ad. 

I think that during lockdown I made a massive effort to buy local. It was Heidi or at the local shops. Apart from that, I bought maybe one thing one line... I did try buying some shoes but my card did not allow me too do that. I don't know... possibly I bought a book about something, but apart from that I bought nothing online. I have a weird body shape anyway. Why would I risk it?

I tried on my Trespass trousers and I am one month off getting back into them. Possibly two. So I'm gonna hang in there. Just not be drinking, eating carefully and continuing to run. They are a Small, so you know, it was back in the glory days, but really, it is amazing that I'm getting there.

I think I will fast for three days - from today till Monday. It will be good for me anyway.

I feel amazing really. The no drinking thing is the best thing ever. Right. I think I did fit into those Trespass trousers about a year ago... I think. Honestly I can't remember when I last did that. And I'm going to clean the house till I have to leave later. An hour should do it. I love my job and I love half term. I am learning so much about dealing with assholes as well. I feel quite proud of myself really.

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