So, it's only been what, like a whole month since I have posted on the ol' blog? And what, another few months since it was something truly worthwhile?
Truth is, I'm starting to see some light at the end of my tunnel...
You see, this summer I was busy, but only working one job as I figured out my plan for this next semester. Then, out of the blue, I got an offer. A school that I had subbed at last spring called me on July 22nd to see if I could take on a long-term sub position for the new sixth grade class.
GULP.
To make matters worse, this wasn't just any fill-in position it turns out. It turned out that the original teacher resigned a mere three days before the first day back to school. I had to decide quick if I wanted it because if it wasn't me, it would be someone else. I had an hour to decide. I weighed my options, and I figured my permit gives me thirty consecutive days in a classroom, which meant six weeks and a potential to make an extra $3,000-$3,500. So, the next morning I put on my big girl panties, hopped in the truck, and took the offer. I had staff meetings that whole Friday and had to have everything ready by Monday. I was ABSOLUTELY shocked to see my classroom. It was bare, bare, BARE, bones.
But, somehow, in one weekend we managed to decorate the room, clean things up, make my lesson plan to start the week, make a quick emergency quick to the doctors, and still go to the mountains for a second trip. When I write it all down I start to wonder what the hell we were thinking, but we got it done!
On July 25th I met my new class of fifteen challenging, but fun sixth graders. Despite my insecurities, the school has really taken me in. The superintendent has been so supportive, the other teachers are so friendly, and they are very appreciative for my work while being equally understanding when I struggle. I've been working roughly 10-14 hours on school stuff each day, followed by 2-3 nights still serving at the restaurant, and oh yeah, planning a wedding. I'm a little swamped to say the least, but I was thinking, "Ok, it's only six weeks"...
Then it happened. The superintendent told me he really thinks I should reconsider my degree and that I should consider getting a degree in teaching... I must not be doing too bad after all! Then, he asked what my plans are later this year. He knew of my wedding and asked if I could continue subbing through September and possibly all the way to December.
I was scared, but so excited. Despite working long hours, bringing home school work, and not sleeping much, I took the offer. As I looked into the future I realized subbing five days a week, masters classes three nights, and serving three others would be total madness. Something had to give.
So, here it is, the big news:
I put my two weeks in at the restaurant!
Sigh.
This means (imagine me with a huge grin) that I will be getting my weekends back. Forget the fact I will still have a 55 hour work week with subbing and night classes for my master's, I'm going to actually have weekends. Like, seriously, it's hard for me to even comprehend. I can go camping. I can go to the desert again. I can have lazy Saturdays with my boy. It's such a load off my shoulders to finally meet this huge goal in my life.
I'm very happy and oh, so excited.
Truth is, I'm starting to see some light at the end of my tunnel...
You see, this summer I was busy, but only working one job as I figured out my plan for this next semester. Then, out of the blue, I got an offer. A school that I had subbed at last spring called me on July 22nd to see if I could take on a long-term sub position for the new sixth grade class.
GULP.
To make matters worse, this wasn't just any fill-in position it turns out. It turned out that the original teacher resigned a mere three days before the first day back to school. I had to decide quick if I wanted it because if it wasn't me, it would be someone else. I had an hour to decide. I weighed my options, and I figured my permit gives me thirty consecutive days in a classroom, which meant six weeks and a potential to make an extra $3,000-$3,500. So, the next morning I put on my big girl panties, hopped in the truck, and took the offer. I had staff meetings that whole Friday and had to have everything ready by Monday. I was ABSOLUTELY shocked to see my classroom. It was bare, bare, BARE, bones.
But, somehow, in one weekend we managed to decorate the room, clean things up, make my lesson plan to start the week, make a quick emergency quick to the doctors, and still go to the mountains for a second trip. When I write it all down I start to wonder what the hell we were thinking, but we got it done!
On July 25th I met my new class of fifteen challenging, but fun sixth graders. Despite my insecurities, the school has really taken me in. The superintendent has been so supportive, the other teachers are so friendly, and they are very appreciative for my work while being equally understanding when I struggle. I've been working roughly 10-14 hours on school stuff each day, followed by 2-3 nights still serving at the restaurant, and oh yeah, planning a wedding. I'm a little swamped to say the least, but I was thinking, "Ok, it's only six weeks"...
Then it happened. The superintendent told me he really thinks I should reconsider my degree and that I should consider getting a degree in teaching... I must not be doing too bad after all! Then, he asked what my plans are later this year. He knew of my wedding and asked if I could continue subbing through September and possibly all the way to December.
I was scared, but so excited. Despite working long hours, bringing home school work, and not sleeping much, I took the offer. As I looked into the future I realized subbing five days a week, masters classes three nights, and serving three others would be total madness. Something had to give.
So, here it is, the big news:
I put my two weeks in at the restaurant!
Sigh.
This means (imagine me with a huge grin) that I will be getting my weekends back. Forget the fact I will still have a 55 hour work week with subbing and night classes for my master's, I'm going to actually have weekends. Like, seriously, it's hard for me to even comprehend. I can go camping. I can go to the desert again. I can have lazy Saturdays with my boy. It's such a load off my shoulders to finally meet this huge goal in my life.
I'm very happy and oh, so excited.
That is awesome! I did some long-term subbing and it is a hard job to do. Don't let them fool you- it's way harder than actually having your own classroom and all. I loved it, though! Sixth graders are a cool age. You can actually joke with them. My second graders looked at me like I was nutso last year when I tried to joke with them. haha! Congrats on getting your weekends back!
ReplyDelete~Maggie
How exciting! Congrats! :)
ReplyDelete~Chelsea