Eyes glued shut

Fell asleep with my contacts in last night. More a case of eyes glued shut than eyes wide open. It'll be the specs today then!!

Blind!

I got all the way to work before I realised that they were both in the same eye, one on top of the other!* If you were on the A2 this morning - god was looking after you!

* Do you think I should be allowed out alone?

It's out

The bit of contact lens that is.

I drove down the A2 to sschool winking and blinking like a pervert at all the other drivers. You can imagine them thinking "god, we've got a right one here!" I eventually arrived in the school car park, pulled down the visor mirror, peered underneath my eye lid and there it was. Thankfully by this point it had dried out a little, so one quick swipe was enough to dislodge it.

Yesterday was a "full head day" - the senior leadership team has been having some training and development with a clinical psychotherapist called Stephanie. It's been (and still is being) brilliant. We learnt a huge amount about personality typing (ESFP here), dealing with difficult people and conflict, coaching people and what parts we play in our team.

Yesterday was the first session we've had together since the beginning of the term and was a "where are we up to session" - you know the kind of thing, what have you learnt that has been useful & what would you like to get out of the next sessions? But as always, I come away from these sessions with a banging head after all the thinking & then I sleep like a log.

Next Tuesday comes my therapy session with her. An hour, one-to-one, when I get to talk about anything and everything. Lead me to the couch!

Yet again

I have just pulled half a contact lens out of my left eye.

I can't see the other half.

But I can feel it!