Some nights I work until 3am to stay on top. I try to fit in 2 hours of work before school starts. On days I haven't left the house I am boggled that I can still rack up 7000 steps (thanks FatBot. Sorry, FitBit) as I bounce like a pinball between sink, computer and children.
I'm not complaining - this is my choice and I wouldn't swap places with anyone but when life doesn't fit inside the 24 hours granted each day it's draining.
I am writing this from a place of deep, deep tiredness but it occurs to me that my bad and good days from an EHE perspective can be predicted regardless of the amount of sleep I've had. Or not had.
This is my recipe for a good day :
1. I've made packed lunches the night before
2. The plan for the day is written up on the board when we start
3. I printed all my resources for the week on Sunday night
4. I had a theme or topic running through the day's activities
5. We have at least one tangible outcome, worthy of fridge-display
6. I focus on the things we did, not the things we didn't
So I know the recipe. I wish I was a better cook!
