Evenin’ all – it’s been far too long! Brief life-changes since the last post. I am now in the eye-of-the-storm phase of my teacher training. I have distant memories of full-time office work, but they are growing mistier and hazier each day.
I’ve been teaching at my placement college for a good couple of months now – I think it’s going quite well – learners seem to be happily engaged and my thick-and-fast observations have been graded adequately. It’s definitely a time-consuming job with marking, extra admin and planning by the bucket-load. However, it IS still a rewarding job – the most important thing. It speaks volumes that my average wake-up call is around 05:30 A.M. but feels less punishing than the old office 07:30 A.M. cock-crow. So, as busy as life is, it does appear to be shaping up well.
Now; on the romance front. To begin with, it’s the same old story! As per the last post, nothing came of my work colleague’s ‘hint.’ In fact, less than nothing. I received no response whatsoever! So, the high came back down to a low pretty quickly. As to the other event I mentioned – a short Catholic-themed journey to Liverpool – this was positive. I thoroughly enjoyed the event itself as this was more a heavy-theology day rather than ‘happy-clappy’ praise and worship. I consider myself an old-school Catholic, more a fan of morose hymns than new-age rhythms (to each, their own).
Surprisingly, the unexpected happened after the set-part of the day. The priest we went with decided to take the whole group to a local Lebanese restaurant (despite any and all objections!). There, we met and socialised with other young Catholics from the local area and Liverpool University. Although I did have misgivings about this detour originally, it turned out to be rewarding – I had the slight chance to talk to a lovely woman – oh, all the usual, you know – attractive, (glasses, naturally), intelligent and could carry a conversation.
As always happens, I was rather smitten; in that way people fall hard for an instant crush. I do suffer from a curious affliction that knowing a woman is Catholic instantly makes them 10x more attractive; despite sounding silly, it often means they’re level-headed, intelligent, respectful and have a vague moral compass (by today’s standards). However, fairly certain, this appreciation was not reciprocated at all. Not one jot. Kind of soul-crushing, really.
I’m used to and have had countless experiences of the surprise-boyfriend/attachment scenario. Nowhere near as many of these utterly one-sided attractions. I can’t blame the parties involved – free world after all. It just feels so draining to meet potential friends, who could unlock greater meaning of companionship, who tick all the boxes, only to be rebuffed without real reason. Never, did I think I would find myself preferring the “sorry, I’m taken” response.
The only other update is that my parents appear to be seeing the light now – both are starting to acknowledge how difficult it would be to find a prospective partner in the modern world!
As always, onwards with no sign of upwards (on the romantic front)!