Where Have I Been?

I’ve totally neglected blogging world, but teaching and being a first year teacher has consumed my life. I’ll be back I promise! So, that’ s all for now, more to come!

Exhahusted…

today has been extremely long…

i met with my fellow grade level teammates and we mapped out our plan for math for the year

then i frantically began trying to piece together my classroom…it’s not exactly put together yet, but with a few days time it’ll get there

that’s all i have the energy to write for now…

more to come

“Are you ready?”

Today, I was asked this question by the principal of the school I have been wanting to work at, the school that I have spent countless hours volunteering at since my junior high days, the school that I have subbed at the most, the school where I know the staff and kids, the school where I had an interview this morning – what was in my mind the last interview…my last shot at a job this school year…an interview that I thought might not pan out to be anything because I was the least experienced teacher they looked at – the school and job that I have been praying over for months, that God would provide the RIGHT job at the RIGHT time…

Last night after I got the call to schedule the interview and had talked things over with my parents about the position and the interview, as I was driving to work I had a mini breakdown. I knew that this interview was a long shot, that it was very, very likely I wouldn’t get this job. It just all kind of bubbled over and I broke down asking God for His provision and strength. I prayed fervently throughout my shift and continued when I got home and woke up this morning trying to relax.

As I left the house for the interview all spiffed up in my fancy clothes, I just kept reminding myself that God has a plan and if this job wasn’t meant for me He would provide something else, something better that I just hadn’t found yet. I kept repeating that as I drove, asking God for His will to be done, for His plan to be made clear before me…

Today, I got that answer to prayer when I was offered THE job. I am now the newest teacher here in the SKSD. And I am so joyous and so thankful. God is good. He is so good.

“Greatest Guy”

As a single 20-something, I can’t tell you how many times people will tell me “I have the greatest guy for you! You guys would be great together!” Naturally, when people say this I’m always a bit unsure, does this person really think they’ve found Mr. Right for me or are they just trying to encourage me that there are great guys out there?

Nonetheless, no matter how many times I’ve heard the “greatest guy” line nothing ever comes of it…EVER. It’s funny how many men have aparently been perfect for me, but we’ve never get the chance to meet and see if it’s true. :0) My old roommate has told me twice she’s found my future husband and then each guy has gone on to get married to someone else before we’ve even had the chance to meet. I was talking to another single girlfriend a few weeks ago, and she told me that she’s had the same experience I’ve had. We both laughed and compared stories about our “perfect matches” and the lack of dates to go along with them.

Anyway, I’m still awaiting the greatest guy to come along in my life and maybe one of these days my very sweet, very well-meaing friends will connect me with these wonderful guys they know. :0)

Thursday Tell All

So, as you may have noticed, not doing so hot on this posting more often kick…but there’s always room for improvement (there’s the teacher in me coming out) so we’ll just keep on working on it.

It’s not like I haven’t had anything to write about, random things will pop into my head throughout the day and I’ll think “oh I should blog about that,” then after a long shift of barista-ing I come home and crash…you can probably figure out the rest just by taking a look at this! But, let me try and rehash the goings-on in my life recently…

I have crammed WAY too much stuff into my bedroom at home. It’s that whole thing that happens when you live on your own in an apartment and aquire furniture, and other odds and ends you need for your new space that is entirely yours and you have more than just ONE room to put it all in. Now, don’t get me wrong there are a lot of things that I could probably get rid of but being a part of my room makes them feel necessary and that I need them here. I’ve been on an organizational kick trying to tidy and make things feel less cluttered it’s working but I don’t know how much longer I’ll want to keep living in my childhood bedroom.

I have been working CRAZY hours at Starbucks this week. Normally I’m a mid-morning/closer kinda gal, but this week it’s been mid-day 7-8 hour shifts with weirdness. Like yesterday people were continually paying me with change. And not just like a few dollars not it would be here’s 8 dollars in quarters, or $6.78 in an array of change, it happened all day. And it’s not usually a problem or something I complain about, I totally understand the need to lighten your wallet or purse, but in the drive-thru things are supposed to be like super-nova speed and when I have to stop and count out all the change and then tell you I still need 6 more cents it gets a little frustrating.  At least it didn’t happen again today! (And praise the Lord I have tomorrow off!)

And now my brain feels as though it is starting to melt, sentences are failing to be formed and I am signing off for the night but I will be back tomorrow hopefully!

Gumption

I have always loved the idea of gumption…okay, so maybe not always but at least since this movie came out. And gumption is something I’m coming to realize I need more of in my life. 

Growing up, I was always the shy girl. I kept to myself and didn’t really peek out of my shell unless I was comfortable. I once cried, like hysterically on a Wednesday night going into AWANA at church. It was the first one of the new school year and I was moving into the older group of girls with the big kids and was nervous that I wouldn’t know anyone (nevermind the fact that I’d been attending the same church for most of my childhood and knew everyone). My dad and I sat in the car until the tears subsided and he talked some sense into my head, and then he made me go back in, and what do you know everything was fine.  That’s just one example of how painfully shy I was in my early years.

Going to college and being a part of Young Life definitely changed that and I am now much more exuberant and outgoing than I once was but I still lack a certain amount of gumption.

I think it’s time for me to start taking more risks and showing more spunk. I’m not saying that it won’t be scary but in this phase of my life everything seems a little unsure.  It’s time for me to put myself out there, maybe fall on my face but that’s what bandaids, ice packs, and asprin are for. :0)

As the saying goes, no risk no reward. It’s time for me to show that world what I’m made of!