So after all my lamentations about employment, I have a job. It came before I expected it too, but after I stopped racing to the phone, hoping each ring between 8 and 3 was a call to an interview. Last week, I trucked some resumes around on the Windward side of the island. I got the call from Kailua, to come in and interview for a resource postion at a tiny little school. I did and got hired practically on the spot. The job is 50% reading resource, in grades K, 1 and 2 ---something I can do with my eyes closed and both hands tied behind my back. The other half is sort of a curriculum research/staff training/data collection job, that sounds fascinating. Sweeet!
So while I have a bittersweet tinge, bidding my long season of hausfrau and slacker lifestyle goodbye, it will be nice to rejoin my profession with a new direction. I've always been a classroom teacher, working mostly with children; this is decidedly working more with teachers and administrators. They say one of my responsibilities is going to district-level trainings and coming back and training the staff. And I was asked "How well do you work with administrators?" which gave me pause. Okay, I guess. I've not had problems thus far, and considered some of my administrators (The Evaluatrix, Dennis,etc.) to be friends as well as bosses.
The job starts Tuesday. That is sad. 3 more days of summer, and the August Malaise setting in before July is even finished! Funnier still, it begins on my birthday. A great big birthday present.
We bought Patrice's old couch from her. It is lovely and comfy and in a brown microfiber that is designed to look like suede. It lives in the koa room, under the windows and in direct line with the air conditioner. It is a sweet sweet place to knit, with room on the windowsill to put one's coffee cup. It has been responsible for decent progress (for a slow knitter) on the Koigu sock.