We finally took a little vacation this summer to visit my parents. On vacay day 1 we took Owen to a Crocodile farm? Refuge? Zoo? I don't know what the hell you'd call it. But it was super backwoods and awesome. Complete with watching employees risk their lives to feed the beasts by hand. Then we got to pet a baby alligator and snake. Just a normal Friday around my hometown.
We also went to the beach! Owen loved it. Last year he couldn't walk yet and it was a bit of a beating. Still fun and adorable to see him experience it, but nothing like now. This year he played in the sand, ran around, and splashed in the waves. Wow! What a difference a year makes.
We left town on a Thursday. Earlier that week on Monday and Tuesday I set up my classroom. I was fully prepared to start off the school year. My room was set and boxes were ALL unpacked. Friday while we were relaxing during Owens nap at my parents house. I got a phone call from the teacher who I had been a long term sub for during my subbing career. She had passed on my resume to a principal for a preK position. "Of course I'm interested!" I eagerly said when she asked. Later the same day I got a call from the principal and an interview was scheduled for Monday. Well, that cut our vacation short. But it's a chance that I had to take. And holy moly I got the job!
I have applied to probably 200 jobs this summer. I went to 5 interviews. And it finally happened. I feel like I've been accepted. Chosen. Recruited. Like sorority rush all over again. They like me! They really like me! I'm excited about teaching again!
