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Big things are happening here at Pinares. People are deciding whether or not to return for another year. People are getting engaged. And I recently rearranged my bedroom furniture. :)
This morning was good. This afternoon was hard. Such is life.
I'm wondering if a day will come when it doesn't get to me.
Today, I recovered by collapsing onto my bed at 3:15 and staying there (with intermittant light sleeping) until almost 5:00.
Then my workout was harder than usual. My body didn't want to get out of bed, much less off the floor...
Tomorrow is Friday. This too shall pass.
I've been keeping my eye on the job postings on the website of the State Department of Education along with the classifieds on al.com. I'm not so much a fan of not knowing God's next steps in His plan for me. Apparently my Honduran life is more out of the loop than I realized. The economy/job market hasn't improved as much as I thought... There's not much out there. If anyone knows of anything full time or part time, teaching or otherwise, hook a sister up. Of course, I know I'm limiting myself by trying to stick with the Birmingham area, but I really want to be closer to family, back in my church, and possibly even close to UAB for a Master's in Education. I'm starting to lean toward a future working with teachers rather than kids, and that demands more experience and more education. Who knows...
Oh, and if anyone knows of a free or CHEAP place to live in Birmingham next year, also let me know. It would be nice to let my parents try out the whole empty nest thing and to not be an hour north of Birmingham. Seeing as how I'll probably be working the drive thru at Taco Bell or selling Avon, it would be nice to find something extremely affordable in order to pay for grad school and living and to still break even. Is that even possible? Ugh. Debt is not desirable.
I'll be home in 73 days.
And I REALLY enjoy refrigerated Oreos.
1 comment:
Just want to point out that most likely no matter where you choose to live, you'll be closer to family, church, and UAB than you are now. You could always live on my couch. All the cool kids do it eventually. Gee...I wonder where you learned to like refrigerated Oreos?
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