I woke up tired this morning. Dexter was uncharacteristically unsettled at midnight last night. I also woke up convinced it was Friday: never a good start to the day.
Work has been pretty full-on. After the laid-back vibe of yesterday, I've had an exhausting day of power marking and dealing with students with my 'mum head' on; everyone is shattered.
When I collected the boy, Sarah said he'd not been quite right - clingy and very reliant on his dummy. He looks tired and grey and keeps getting sticky eyes.
At this time of year, I really feel like I should try harder to wind down towards the end of term (ha!), otherwise I will just break when it all stops!