What A Week

I had 16 students hand in their final assignments and lesson plans, which I then had to go over with a fine tooth comb and write reports on before Friday. I had to turn over the administrative tasks and duties of my class to another teacher, who’s been training for two months to take over while I go on an epic holiday. AND Carl requested I help him with a shoot he’s been planning for the last month.

The picture above is after a scene of being enveloped in winter sea winds and, while he’s guiding me down from the rocks, he’s telling me what I’m going to do next. *brrr* I’ve come to the conclusion that the husband put a ring on it so he wouldn’t have to pay the talent fee. I kid.

Now that I’m writing this from the comfort of my bed, after my first night of eight hours of sleep in a week. I realise how the mantra my mom taught me when I was younger has really helped through intensely busy/ stressful times.

“Take it one day at a time.” 

Oftentimes, the full weight of the work you have to do is scary. But when you break it down to what you only have to do to get through the day, it starts to seem bearable. This phrase has helped me through a Master’s degree, planning a wedding, and working two jobs. Try it.

We’re leaving in two days to visit five countries we’ve never been to. I’d love to say I’ll write during our journey, but I don’t want to commit to something I might not have the strength to do. I will attempt post a few beauty posts to be published on various dates so this site doesn’t stay stagnant.

Till then, remember to take it one day at a time. I always do.

Photo by Mathew Graham of FXPHD