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I'm demonstrating my protest from home. Teachers have a stop-work meeting today to discuss industrial action. To be blantantly honest, such politics really don't interest me at all (even though it does concern my job...) BUT there is no way I am going to school to babysit a bunch a ravenous children who are going crazy because their teacher is away.

I simply don't get paid enough for that kind of stress. SO...instead, I woke up at 5 (as usual) with the sun peeking through my window, and went back to sleep (not as usual) until 5:30. By this time we had the makings of a beautiful day. I spent the next hour reading in bed with the sunlight now beaming in through my open window.

6:30 Best Friend rang. Her tyre was flat. Leapt out of bed to the rescue.

7:30 Went fruit and vegie shopping. Mmmm nectarines....

8:00 Had breaky...toasted turkish bread with ham, baby spinach, sundried tomatoes and swiss cheese.

8:15 Checked email and wrote an entry. You know...I could get used to these mornings off - and school hasn't even technically started yet!!

I'm going to go have a shower, go to the bank, the Post Office and the RTA (the three places I can never get to...) Then maybe dawdled towards work.

Oh yeah...and to the little punk who keeps pinching my P-Plates...'P-off' haha...P... oookay.


xxx