I was thinking about it today at work, and 1 year ago this weekend, I was in the ‘burbs for ISHA and for my first job interview (for the job I didn’t get). Just a few short weeks later, I interviewed for my job. And at the time, I thought “Hmm…middle school. Yeah, I don’t know about it, but heck, I can do anything for 9 months.” “Lucked out” does not even begin to cover it. I’m so thankful for this job, not only because it’s a job, but also because of the staff, the students, the atmosphere, everything. It really has been an ideal first job. It’s been a learning experience for sure. Not a week goes by when I don’t have something new come up. But it’s also given me a chance to work with an entirely new population, develop my clinical skills, put myself out there as a resource to other teachers, and just grow as a professional. I hope with all my heart that I get to stay there next year.
Okay, so maybe not a language, but a new life…sort of.
This post has been in the making for a long time now. But now that I actually sit down to write it, I don’t really know what to say (that always seems to happen). I started work last week. I’ve looked through all of my files, and I made the first version of my schedule. Now I’m just waiting for the teachers to write back with revisions. So far, it hasn’t been too bad. Most people understand my motives for taking kids during their classes, and they’re happy to work with me. I’m anxious to start seeing kids, mostly because I’m tired of sitting in my office staring at the computer. But on the other hand, starting to see kids means that it’s suddenly real. In general, though, I’m really enjoying my job. I really like my co-workers. It’s so obvious that everyone there loves their jobs, and they have so much fun with one another. Everyone has been really welcoming, but I’m really going to have to force myself to break out of my shell and meet people. It’ll be hard, especially since my office is hidden on the 2nd floor (with the health classroom, the fitness room, and the wrestling mat room…so clearly the 2nd floor doesn’t get used much), and it’s always rather tempting to just hide myself up there.
Aside from work, the new apartment is really great. It’s not entirely put together yet, but it’s getting there. Just a few boxes of random things floating around. We have a lot of wildlife around…. There are always geese camped out in front of my building and in the parking lots. They’re completely oblivious to people and cars. I’ve almost run over a couple of them because they just don’t move! For anything! So there’s always goose poop on the sidewalks, which I thought was bad enough, until I encountered a couple of skunks wandering around. But today, just to brighten things up on the nature front, I noticed a family of Blue Jays living in the trees behind my apartment. So pretty.
I’m getting settled into the suburbs, too. I’m finding my way around pretty well, and I haven’t been too overwhelmed by traffic. I’ve found the magical time to leave my apartment in the mornings to minimize my commute (7:16am, according to my car clock). Have yet to find the magical time to leave school in the afternoons, however. I don’t think there is one.
I’ve been wanting to reinvent my style a bit. Thanks to a generous gift card to The Limited from Kelly and Jamie from graduation, I’m on my way there. But not having money is a real bummer otherwise. Especially when people (coughELENAcough) post cute pictures of fashionable clothes, and post links to fashion blogs…. Makes me want to go shopping. And lose weight so that I can actually look good in cute clothes.
I’m really unhappy with my body right now, but I’m so unmotivated to lose weight and work out to actually change how I feel. And the more I dislike my body, the more I tend to eat. Ah, to have self-control. I feel very much like I did before I started WW, and it’s just no fun. Someone give me some motivation.
Okay, I need to go do things instead of sitting in front of the TV all day.
Ohhh praise God! My temporary license is online now, which means I don’t have to worry about practicing without a license come Tuesday!
Orientation, Day 1, went well today. I’m a bit overwhelmed with insurance stuff, but I think I can figure it out. The people I’ll be working with all seem very nice, and they’ve been very helpful so far. I saw my office. Good parts include the extensive materials and books, the large amount of space, and the computer. The negatives include the fact that the computer is not a laptop, and that I share the office with the school psych (though this isn’t really a negative at all). I started going through some files today. I got through 4…. Haha. I’ll have time tomorrow to go through some more of them. So far I’m not too overwhelmed with what I’ll see (though I’ve never worked with cluttering before…), but there’s still time!
Orientation, Day 2, is tomorrow. Better finish up that insurance paperwork….
I’m settling into the ‘burbs quite nicely. My apartment is still sort of in a state of disarray, but I’m getting there. I’ve had a lot of time to explore the area. I drove up to work yesterday to get a feel for the drive and to turn in some paperwork. Still not sure how long it will take me to get there, as Google gave me incorrect directions. But I think 20 minutes sounds about right. Today, I ventured out of my safety zone a bit and found my adventure quite fruitful…there are 2 Targets within 5-10 minutes of my apartment…and one of them is a Super Target! Yessss.
I had a minor melt-down moment yesterday, when I was trying to find crepes for Paul’s birthday. I drove to three grocery stores (three! A Jewel Osco and two different Dominick’s…) trying to find them. Eventually, Paul and I drove the 30 minutes to Super Target (as I had yet to discover the one 10 minutes away) and the birthday celebration was salvaged. Deep dish pizza from Lou Malnati’s helped….
I start working on Thursday. I suppose I should be nervous, and I kind of am, but not as much as I was before starting my school internship or my hospital internship. But I have no idea what my caseload is going to be like. I have no idea what my office space is going to be like (aside from the fact that I’m sharing an office with the school psychologist). I don’t know who my CF supervisor is (even though they told me during my interview). I am a little worried about my temporary license…but I still have a little time….
Yet another day of exploration ahead of me tomorrow…but broken up by a lovely lunch date.
Okay, so not really the FINAL count-down. But, I tend to like making lyrical references in my post titles. Shh.
So, countdown. Yeah. I start working (for realz) one month from today. That’s frightening. I got a letter from my school informing me of a workshop for the new IEP program on August 12th. I get paid for it (I think), which would be sweet. I could use some extra money.
Things are happening so fast now. It’s like all of a sudden, there’s no time (there’s never any time!). I have to move, start working, and get married all in the next 3 1/2 months. Yowza. But I’m excited. I can handle it.
Paul and I got a lot of wedding stuff done this weekend. We tasted cake (can I do that some more please?), designed our cake, bought (yes, bought!) our wedding rings, and…well, i guess that’s it. It feels like a lot.
I’m fizzling out. Sorry, there’s no ending to this. Peace out.