Do you ever feel like you closed your eyes and three months flew by? This summer’s been one of the hardest I’ve ever had. Here’s a quick rundown of “How I Spent my Summer Vacation”.
Late May/Early June- Move out of apartment with Beth, move into parents house
June- director of summer camp, threw huge anniversary party for the parents, run away to Louisiana for a few days
July- School, school, school! Month long intensive writing class for teachers. Oh, yeah, and I decided to move in to the new apartment in the middle of that.
August 1- Found out I lost my job
August 1-16- Frantically looking for job/Move out of old classroom
August 17- Hired!
August 18- Start work full time! Move into new classroom
It was a crazy summer full of trials, stress, and yes, some very good moments. It’s now mid-September and I am just now feeling like I actually live in my apartment. This past week, I got satellite and internet! Yeah! I also had a maintenance guy come check out the washing machine that decided it didn’t need to work upon moving into said new place. It’s still not fixed yet, so I am just praising God that I am a clotheshorse! 😉
I’m coming along with the job transition. I really like where I work, but my heart was with St. Alban’s. It’s hard to just let go of that. The kids are great, though, and that definitely helps.
I had my first breakdown of the year, though. One of the kids was being a stinker and making me quite cranky. Finally, I got fed up and had him put his notebook on my desk for me to sign. (It’s essentially a bad note home.) He was really upset, but did as he was told. The next period, he didn’t have his homework in math class. When the teacher asked why, he told the teacher it was because he and his dad had slept in their truck. My heart broke. St. Alban’s was not by any means a rich school, but I never worried about my kiddos not having a place to stay at night. At my new school, that’s a totally different story. The majority are living paycheck to paycheck and not always making it.
It makes me once again realize how lucky I was these past two years. My salary at STA was small- I qualified for section 8 housing- but I always made it. I did heavily count on my savings, but I didn’t get overrun with debt. Furthermore, I skipped a paycheck this month and survived! Now, granted, I now have to rebuild my savings, but still! I did it!
That’s it for now.