I’m trying to remember a time in my life where I smiled as much as I did today…
Please excuse any typos…I’m still trying to get used to this keyboard.
I’m not country, and I’m not really urban or suburbian…I’m just…here. However, I grew up in a rural, farming community through my childhood.
Relationships, the thing that eluded me through my adolescent years, were based on a few key things:
One phone call later, and I’m back in business! Official certificate for substitute tracing was located this afternoon.
Next? Update the teaching license.
Back to work Monday.
Brace yourself students!
STOP. THE. PRESS.
Without realizing it I have now gone three days straight without a single cup of coffee.
Strange days we live in.
Ever curious about a quick, easy way to stop eating fast food?
Lose your job.
Actually, I’m pleased to report that my account was still on file with a school district that I was substitute teaching in last year. Meaning, after some quick paperwork I’m back in the game in the classroom. This in turn will also bring about the question, “Are you ever going to teach in a real position?” Only God knows that answer at this point, but I am definitely showing some praise for the fact that there is a temporary position available for me at the moment, in a district that I grew to love over last fall as well.
It’s completely fine to be grateful that I get to go to GCC with this beautiful woman…