My Life after CELTA

My day was about lesson planning for two of my beginner students. Crafting their lessons took unusually long because my night was not something a sane individual would want to cherish in their lingering thoughts. These early morning awakenings make me as mad as a sack of frogs. I wouldn't be surprised if I croaked - or spoke like Kermit the Frog - instead of uttering coherent sentences one morning. Anyway, back to lesson plan crafting: I enjoyed it despite my insomnia's inhibiting factor, hoping my students would find my classes helpful. When I completed the plans, I took Abby for her afternoon walk. Since the weather was unusually mild, I thought I could take a longer jovial jaunt with her. With this thought-to-be-perfect concept in my mind, I walked confidently until we reached the first crossing. I looked at Abby to check how she was and saw this fatigue oozing out of her eyes. She was begging me not to continue the "journey", so I had to call it quits and take her...

It's been three weeks since we came back from Graz and been down with COVID. We are sure the initial COVID infection is over; it's the long-term side effects that affect our days, moods, and quality of life. Not being able to concentrate for longer than ten or twenty minutes is a terrible symptom. The low energy level both of us experience makes us inept to do anything longer than ten or twenty minutes. Even taking Abby for her walks seems like an expedition in the vast snow-covered fields of the Arctic. Practising the tai chi set seems like a real workout for Olympic athletes before the championship. And the sheer thought of buckling down to studying or preparing the next lessons is a far-fetched idea for our wee mind. Even though we know that recovery takes a long time, it is tough to live with the difficulties it entails. What a lovely ending life brought for us at the end of 2023, innit? Anyway, my morning was all about planning. I had to think through my convalesce plan, ...

Even though my physical condition has improved, I still don't feel the Jedi spirit wanting to break out. Full recovery from COVID can take weeks or even months, and one can only hope it won't leave any long-term symptoms. Even though my physical condition has improved, the lingering flu remains an annoyance, albeit a rather irritating one. Anyway, my head was much clearer today, so I buckled down and planned out my recovery and normal schedule. I need to rediscover my mojo and find my way back to intensive learning. I must focus on my English teaching and CPE exam paths, so it is high time I take action. I need to kill two birds with one stone; therefore, I devised a plan that helps me keep my summer biorhythm without the terrible side effects of the daylight saving time settings, and at the same time, it ensures that I stick to the plan, allowing me time for studying and teaching, taking care of Abby, and reading. I hope I can stick to this seemingly brilliant schedule. Surpri...