Weekly Summary in 2014

Monday was relatively typical. I had Jerry's class, then I had Pathfinder. Nothing of interest sticks out in my mind as having happened on Monday.

Tuesday I taught classes for Sunny and Bobby. I also stopped by Kaffestugan as is my custom. I had a very hard time sleeping, as tends to happen on Tuesdays. While at Kaffestugan, I met with Maria and we made some plans about her moving into my apartment once I vacate, and talked about some school things. Just general logistics.

Wednesday I had my college class, then no private student for Judy, then Jerry's class. I was supposed to go out with Happy, but she canceled, so I went to Safari and tried to just have a nice evening there. Sadly, the restaurant was busy, so my shisha was terrible, and the food was just so so. I didn't feel very well at the end. My health has been very delicate lately, and I think that maybe the moussaka was too oily for me. Or too spicy. Or both.

Thursday I didn't end up having class with Katherine who went out of town for Qingming. I wasted the day in feeling ill and being generally under the weather.

On Friday, I found out that the 11th will be my last class at Shane, not the 20th as I'd thought. This came as a shock and a disappointment. Firstly, it means less money. Secondly, it means I won't get to spend more time with my wonderful Friday class OR get a picture of my Sunday student's derp face. Then I went to another tiny and disappointing session of English corner. I didn't particularly want to, but I did it just to go and hope to see some people. I'd been feeling ill most of the week by this point.

Saturday, I had an early morning (9:30) class to teach, and I thought I was free after 11:30, so I told Penny that I'd meet her at Safari for lunch to do more work on Woody's application. Then, double checking my schedule that morning at work, I found that I had two classes, so, I informed Penny of the change, then taught both, then worked with Penny and Woody on Woody's application, then I went off to teach Kevin. I'd planned on telling Kevin that this would be our last class together, but, he seemed to be so sad and upset that both of us ended up on the verge of tears. I'd never known that he actually liked me very much. I'd never known that I liked him very much, for that matter. But there we were, holding back (decidedly unmanly) tears. It was strange.

Sunday I taught my normal morning class. It was a presentation, and we did vinegar/baking soda volcanoes. James, my British colleague, had seen them done many times on TV and wanted to try them himself. Apparently they're a very American thing and not done in the UK. Penny (a British teacher, not Chinese Penny) observed the class. Then, I ended up not having my second class. The kid never showed up. However, I had to stay there the whole time, which was frustrating. Hugo, who runs the archery club, was having a preview opening of his new restaurant and I was invited, but I had to decline the invitation, which was frustrating. Especially knowing I could have gone. Then, Katherine's class was (I presume) canceled. Initially, because we missed on Thursday we'd said that we'd meet up on Sunday, but I never heard from her. I called, but there was no answer. I was going to meet with Penny to do more work on Woody's application, but I felt so sick that I couldn't. I ended up sleeping horribly (even for me) Sunday night and kept waking up thinking I was going to throw up. So, I played Age of Empires to try to distract my body and to calm myself down. Then, I had to get up early for Monday (today).

The general theme of the week is feeling worse and worse. The weather is changing, which may be giving me migraines. I'm not sure. I certainly have had terrible headaches. I even broke down about bought some Excedrin. The trouble is, I'm never sure where one problem begins and other ones end. Insomnia, headaches, vision issues, digestion problems, and acid horrors. They all make each other worse. I'm not sure what causes what. Adding to all of this, of course, is the stress of knowing that I need to leave, but being unable to do much. The apartment is too wet to really pack anything if I want it to not mildew. I sometimes lie in bed at night, then my eyes burst open as some new horrible, stressful, thing pops into my head. Even more so than normal.

I'm not thrilled to go back to the U.S., but this week is really showing me that I haven't got a choice.