I have been feeling so tired lately. This whole business is wearing me out. Last night we didnt go to bed until late because we decided to watch The Producers on DVD. It's very good. 
And today everyone seemed keen on finding out what I thought about the opposition. It's hard not to be drawn in to some bitchiness, but I tried hard not too. I met my Union Rep who came in to school this evening. I am feeling confused about certain details but I hope being on the committee will help sort things out. I was a bit cheeky (or moany) this morning. I told our DH that the other place knew who from our school was on the committee, but we didnt know who was on theirs and we ought to know as a matter of equality. By lunchtime there was a list up! I am taking these little victories where I can find them.
I have a few more job details through today so I am going to send off more applications. My OH has had her step/thighmaster contraption delivered. It's like a step machine but swivels from side to side. We had fun trying it out. It feels really high off the ground when you get on, and initially the movement really outs you off guard. I thought I was gonna fall off- now that would have been embarrassing to explain at hospital 
I see that England have got a brand new baby footballer who's life the press can now ruin. I bet Rooney is jealous. The new boy's name is Theo Just-out-of-my-Cot!
I will be watching Lost in a moment, so there is just enough time for another game of Deal or no Deal!
Feeling: Knackered
Glad I'm not: John Prescott, Theo Walcott... anyone who ends with Cott really!