It's amazing how little or how much a person can change in a year. Take this last 12 months (or slightly more). I have gone from a city loving (and still do) washed up yuppie of sorts to looking after country kids at the local school. My days have gone from 10+ caffeine-intensive hours to help with spelling, maths, shoelaces, opening packets of recess, skinned knees, earaches, photocopying (okay, nothing new there) and dealing with "special needs". Even when I do a "full day" it's 8.30-3.15...
My days are filled with "what do I have to bring to craft this week", KYB prep (women's Bible study) and CWA stuff (as well as my many other hats I have these days).
Do I miss my old life? Yes, parts of it. Do I want to go back? No, not really... Just throttle me if I become a farmer... as if the cake-making isn't bad enough!