"Pressure Pushing Down on Me"...

I've known that I'm going to be moving on Sunday for a little while now. Why then, I ask you, have I not packed more than four boxes!? I must really like to work under a time line. There's really no other explanation other than my inherent laziness...so we'll go with me liking a deadline.
In reality, I find it difficult to pack while trying to maintain my everyday routine. Inevitably, anything that I decide to pack, I will end up needing with a desperation never seen before. Par example, my three whole punch. I hadn't used that baby in a good two months. The moment it found itself at the bottom of a tightly stuffed box, I suddenly HAD to three whole punch a stack of papers for work. Sigh. So any progress that I've made packing a box here or there is undone in an instant as I frantically search for white out, my 8th grade yearbook, mittens, the list could go on...
In the meantime, I will just have to accept that my neatly packed boxes are going to be ripped open at some point, my stacks of books will be shuffled around, and clothes I haven't worn in a year will be pulled out of their boxes before the Sunday move. I might have to accept my life as chaos for just a little while...

You Wixom, You lose some...

I headed back to Pontiac for my second interview today and I would say that it was less than average. I wonder what percentage of the population actually leaves an interview thinking, "Man, I rocked that...that job is SOOO mine"! I certainly wasn't left with that feeling this morning. Oh well. At least I (probably) found an apartment to live in. I do have to say that today left me feeling very much like a grown up, walking around in my cute BCBG suit and pointy toed heels, organizing my life...I only had to call my mom for help a couple of times! :)

Patience, Patience...

Perhaps I have been a little hasty in my annoyance with the job market, as I scored a second interview with the school in Pontiac. I'm not going to get my hopes up because then I'll start planning my classroom in frantic excitement...but I am writing this with a hint of happiness. Since I don't know a ton about the school, I don't feel super invested in getting a job there. But on the whole, I am super invested in getting ANY job. So this would be GOOD. Now I have to figure out what someone posing as a competent second grade teacher would say in a second interview...

Back in the day...

Whatever happened to the "Anne of Green Gables" days when you could so easily become the school teacher for the cute local one room school house?I went to a four year university, became certified to teach, and have worked with kids every summer, but I can't even find job postings for an elementary job! It doesn't seem fair. Even if I couldn't get a job, but at least saw postings in public schools, I would feel slightly encouraged. Just a little ranting...

On the Road Again...

Tomorrow I'm heading off to Pontiac bright and early for a job interview. While I'm there, I'm also going to check out some cheap-o apartments in Wixom. Let's hope for a new job and a cute new place to live. When I get back home, I start golf lessons in the evening. It's going to be a day filled with lots of new-ness. Wish me luck!

The More the Merrier...

Today at my cousin's baby shower, I was realizing how many of my family members have blogs and I was starting to feel left out. Since I'm going to be moving soon and I'm going to be experiencing many life changes, I thought that it would be fun to start documenting it all. Now I just need to get a camera that will take more than one picture before all the life is sucked out of the batteries, so I can add pictures. For now, you'll have to use your imagination: Picture a few shots of me rubbing my preggo sister's belly and me eating lots of desserts and you've summed up the major parts of the day...