It's official: I'm no longer a starving not-quite-artist with zero job prospects and stupid PowerPoint presentations to distract me from my novel. I still have the looming PowerPoint reports... and the creeping fear that all this sociology work is causing atrophy in my historian's brain. But I am no longer an unemployed waif.That's right. I came, I saw, I conquered: after sending out one job application, I am now the proud recipient of one job offer. Huzzah! Looks like I'll be relocating to Olympia, Washington at some point this summer. I'll be teaching 9th grade Language Arts at my old high school, which means I'll get to build curriculum for Romeo & Juliet and To Kill A Mockingbird. I'll also have front row seats to The Boyfriend's awkward interactions with former teachers--that's right, we went to the same high school--whenever I force him to attend office Christmas parties. Oh, yes. The stories I shall be telling on this blog!
In addition to my new role of "adult with 401(k)," I'm also going to inherit a cat. Oh, and did I mention that I'm going to be an aunt? Yes, my sister-in-law is pregant. With triplets. Hence part of my desire to move back to Olympia... my brother's going to be outnumbered by babies from the get-go, and I figure they're going to need lots of help.
A house with a yard. A job teaching great literature. A cat. No more stupid PowerPoint reflections on What I've Learned About Performance Assessment. No more roommates to distract me from Chapter Twelve of The Neverending Novel. And babies. Blood-relative babies that I can love and spoil and introduce to The Paper Bag Princess, all without a single mandatory diaper-changing...
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CONGRATE KATE!!!! From one future teacher to another, way to go!
Can I expect triplet shenanigans in future drafts?
Congratulations!!! That sounds great. Yay for achieving it without wasting too much time on cover letters. And, dude, triplets, that's totally story material. And an excuse to buy all kinds of children's books and make all kinds of crafty things...
-Martha
Yay!!!! Congratulations!!! That sounds wonderful and thus deserving of an excessive use of punctuation.
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I wave my hands in wild abandon.
just finished tkam with my guys. packet of stuff coming your way. where do you want it? so so freakin' jazzed to hear about you and high school students cross pollenating. peace, pat
dear god, TRIPLETS? and you want to be _closer_ to that? more power to you. and your brother.
oh, and congrats on the job :)
I second the "dear god, triplets" comment. My brother just managed to bring a child into this world (well, Vanessa did most of the work) and I'm not sure the thing has shut up since February. Even my mom sort of stared at the ground and said, "Well, Bowie's on the difficult end of the scale." My baby lust just got chucked into the past tense.
Good luck and there's a couch here in DC if you're looking for a place where weekend nights usually end in an inability to count to three, much less take care of anything in triplicate (check book included).
So glad you taught 10th graders, not Freshman.
-student
Clearly, thanks for the help in this question.
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