Adapting and adjusting..

After three days at the new job one would expect to be fully adjusted?

I always realised that driving to Joburg was going to be an adjustment. I realised the getting up in the morning will be a major adjustment and lastly I knew getting home much later than I am use to would take some getting use to. Never during any of those thoughts did I think work itself would be an adjustment! I think in my mind work was the least of my worries – in this industry, everything changes all the time. While everything stays the same!

There is an exciting buzz in the new office, people coming and going, faces and names – very little of these I truely remember. My mind is boiling over with questions. Impatience is getting the better of me. I have 95% know how, yet the last 5% is so vital that I am left without any ability to do what I am suppose to do. This leaves me numb with frustration. In the meanwhile I bother one or two of my new and overly busy colleagues in attempt to keep myself occupied. In attempt to keep the brainactivities going.  Oh, how I long to feel apart of this rather than a bystander! 

How wrong would it be to do what I would have done in another situation? To open my reader and read all the items I so long to read? How wrong would a be to post blog post after blog post of things rambling in my mind, needing to be said?

Tonight I will be want to spend time with the people closest to my heart, the ones who drive me to do what I have come here to do. The ones that catch me when things get too hard!  

Maybe I will focus my energies on adapting to the new surroundings?

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They say kids are adaptable.

I wonder just how adaptable. 

At the beginning of the year Logan attended a school where neither him nor I was happy.  So we took a leap and moved schools.  He is happy now!

Yet at this moment I have a dilemma.  Kobus only gets home in the evenings at 18:00 and if I were to work in Midrand/ Johannesburg, I just won’t be in time to fetch him at school.  We will also soon be moving house and keeping him were he is, is just impossible! 

Our options are as follows:

a.)  It would have been most suited if we could register him in Grade 0/R at Lynnwood Ridge Primary.  Next year will be the first time the school offers Grade 0.  And we will be well along on a waiting list with very little chance of getting a space for him.

b.)  Very cute Prep-Academy across the road from Lynnwood Ridge Primary.  Apart from the fact that the school fees are a lot more than we are paying at the moment and that I will need to pack lunches, they are closed during school holidays.  All school holidays and not just December. 

What I do love about this school is the fact that it is all grown up, or as grown up as a prep-school can be:  They have a uniform (school t-shirt and jeans/ jean-shorts), all things are standard for example the stationary, school outings, swimming lessons are included.  It feels like Logan will be rewarded for being a big boy, instead of me simply taking him out of another school.  Or is that simply a way to make me feel less guilty? 

c.)  A Montessori School that is also located opposite the primary school.  The main difference is that they are open during the school holidays, which is a big bonus!  Unfortunately the school don’t have nearly as many inclusion as the prep-school and the school fees are double what we pay at the moment.  *Excluding meals and drinks*

d.)  School D, is reasonably close to the primary school and their website is pretty cute.  They call themselves a non-profit organisation, English medium and Christian based.  But for some reason they only list a landline number and no one is answering the phone! 

To be completely honest.  I have fallen in love with the Prep-Academy.  I have only ever driven past the school and really need to go and have a look at the rest of the school, but it was like love at first sight!

Unfortunately falling in love and being practical about things isn’t always the same thing. 

Or maybe I should just find more ways in which to justify the way I feel!