I am not exactly unbiased when I think about jobs. Here's my new dilemma. In the job I have now I don't think I can move up--for example to an assistant principal or principal. I'm not really taken seriously when applying for these positions because I am not in the classroom anymore.
So-I'm thinking I should go back to the classroom. I have been interviewing, but it is such a hard year to get a change in positions (economy, budget cuts). However, I have an opportunity where I am pretty sure I could get a sixth grade position. It is with a principal I like, at a school I like.
Pro--better chance of moving to an administrative position in the future; I prefer teaching kids than working with computers and complaining teachers.
Con--$200 paycut; unsure if I can teach 6th grade.
Any advice?
Wednesday, June 17, 2009
Sunday, June 14, 2009
I Love Summer!!!
On Friday it was sunny so I decided I was going to do some real live exercising. (I don't really know what fake exercising it, but I'll let you know when I discover it). Not to bore you or anything, but I am going to list what I have done this weekend for exercise.
Friday: After work I went to the batting cages and hit 25 balls. I did pretty good too! I don't think I've hit a ball in 14 years, so I was impressed that I hit about 18 of them. Of course, when you do slow pitch softball it should be pretty hard to miss that huge ball! When I pulled in to my garage I decided it was a great day to ride my new bike. So-I took it for a little ride to check the seat height. It was too low so I had to fix the seat. Then, I put on my little dog carrier and buckled Kirby in. I then took another short ride to see if he would stay in. However, since he felt like hanging his front legs out he kept falling. So-he had to go back in the house. I rode for only about a mile. When I got back, I took Kirby on a two mile walk.
Saturday: I went for a two mile bike ride then came back for Kirby and took him on a two mile walk. Whew. Riding a bike for the first time in 13 years makes one very sore--in some unmentionable places. So-now I have a sore arm, shoulder, calves, and you know where else.
Sunday: Luckily, church is at 1:00 so I got up and decided to go for a walk. I drove my car to one entrance of a trailhead. I had Kirby with me. We started walking but he got tired after about 1 1/2 miles. It's pretty bad when you have to carry the dog because he gets tired from the walk. So-I went a half mile out of the way and walked him home. Then I walked back to the trail and went to the end. I stopped there, drank some protein drink, then turned around and headed back to the car--at the other end of the trail. All together I walked seven miles before church. Of course after sitting for an hour in church I could hardly move.
I think tomorrow I will take the day off--well maybe I'll walk the dog. I just love being able to get outside. It would be better if I had someone to walk with, but for some odd reason no one wants to walk with me now. Oh well. Really this is the first summer I have gotten out and done some outside exercise. I have to thank my son, sisters, neices, and nephews for this. When we went hiking at Christmas time I finally felt that I could do stuff. That was the first hike I had been on since lung surgery. Now I believe in myself a little more and feel like working a little harder. Thanks!
Friday: After work I went to the batting cages and hit 25 balls. I did pretty good too! I don't think I've hit a ball in 14 years, so I was impressed that I hit about 18 of them. Of course, when you do slow pitch softball it should be pretty hard to miss that huge ball! When I pulled in to my garage I decided it was a great day to ride my new bike. So-I took it for a little ride to check the seat height. It was too low so I had to fix the seat. Then, I put on my little dog carrier and buckled Kirby in. I then took another short ride to see if he would stay in. However, since he felt like hanging his front legs out he kept falling. So-he had to go back in the house. I rode for only about a mile. When I got back, I took Kirby on a two mile walk.
Saturday: I went for a two mile bike ride then came back for Kirby and took him on a two mile walk. Whew. Riding a bike for the first time in 13 years makes one very sore--in some unmentionable places. So-now I have a sore arm, shoulder, calves, and you know where else.
Sunday: Luckily, church is at 1:00 so I got up and decided to go for a walk. I drove my car to one entrance of a trailhead. I had Kirby with me. We started walking but he got tired after about 1 1/2 miles. It's pretty bad when you have to carry the dog because he gets tired from the walk. So-I went a half mile out of the way and walked him home. Then I walked back to the trail and went to the end. I stopped there, drank some protein drink, then turned around and headed back to the car--at the other end of the trail. All together I walked seven miles before church. Of course after sitting for an hour in church I could hardly move.
I think tomorrow I will take the day off--well maybe I'll walk the dog. I just love being able to get outside. It would be better if I had someone to walk with, but for some odd reason no one wants to walk with me now. Oh well. Really this is the first summer I have gotten out and done some outside exercise. I have to thank my son, sisters, neices, and nephews for this. When we went hiking at Christmas time I finally felt that I could do stuff. That was the first hike I had been on since lung surgery. Now I believe in myself a little more and feel like working a little harder. Thanks!
Wednesday, June 10, 2009
Hard Work Pays Off
Wow! I checked the Spanish grade today and it is a B-. I am pretty happy about that because we worked hard to get make up work done and turned in. The funny thing is he had lower grades in two other classes (not by too much). The reason for the lower grades? Missing Assignments. Ugh!!!! I dread September.
Tuesday, June 9, 2009
Good People
I went to Walmart last weekend. I wanted to buy a bike so I could ride. I decided that I would buy a cheap one and just have a great time riding by myself and with Austin. So-I found one that was less than $100--it's pink of course. Then, I realized I had a CAR--and there was no way to get the bike home in the car. So-I found a carrier for the car and bought that. I took both out to the car, unboxed the carrier, found the very poor instructions and started to figure it out. 20 minutes later I was still trying to figure it out. (It must be like rocket science--and we all know I ain't no rocket scientist!)
About the time I was kicking myself and calling names to no one in particular (okay they were really in my head) a man approached and asked if I needed help. Scary! But of course I didn't think scary then, I just said, "YES!" I was pleased that I didn't shout out that I needed my daddy and start crying. Anyway-this guy, perhaps my age, looked at the instructions and couldn't figure it out either! That's when we both decided to get smart and look at the picture on the box. Although I like to think we shared equally in figuring it out, I do have to admit that he did figure it out before I did.
I offered to pay him and you know what he said? "I'm a truck driver and when I get up in the morning I just ask God to direct me where he needs me to be. This must be what he had in mind today."
I didn't ask his name, but I've got to say that there really is something to letting God direct your life. I hope that sometimes I can listen and be where He wants me to be at the right time.
Mr. Truck Driver: Thank-you for the lesson.
About the time I was kicking myself and calling names to no one in particular (okay they were really in my head) a man approached and asked if I needed help. Scary! But of course I didn't think scary then, I just said, "YES!" I was pleased that I didn't shout out that I needed my daddy and start crying. Anyway-this guy, perhaps my age, looked at the instructions and couldn't figure it out either! That's when we both decided to get smart and look at the picture on the box. Although I like to think we shared equally in figuring it out, I do have to admit that he did figure it out before I did.
I offered to pay him and you know what he said? "I'm a truck driver and when I get up in the morning I just ask God to direct me where he needs me to be. This must be what he had in mind today."
I didn't ask his name, but I've got to say that there really is something to letting God direct your life. I hope that sometimes I can listen and be where He wants me to be at the right time.
Mr. Truck Driver: Thank-you for the lesson.
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