Oh my, I don't even know where to start. Let's go back to LAST Wednesday ... after a not so typical Wednesday (John had to take me to work), John picked me up from work and we RUSHED home to grab Belleau and head to the car shop before it closed (our dear Volvo was making some not-so-good noises). We thankfully made it in time, only to hear that they would highly recommend us leaving it there and not driving it anymore until the noise is fixed. Being as we only have a motorcycle as a "second vehicle" this plan was less than ideal. So we called and set up a rental ... and then left to pick up the rental. We received our stubby little Suzuki and headed BACK to the car shop. Just as they were closing their garage doors we slide the Volvo in and left in a rush to get Bell to school on time. School went surprisingly well. She did everything she was asked. Not sure where the new behavior came from, but we said many prayers that it stays. We left school and headed back home. As we pulling into the driveway and discussing what we should heat up for dinner ... "uh babe, we don't have the garage door opener OR key" ... and there we were. In our own driveway locked out. Car shop closed, leasing office closed. We were hungry, Belleau was starving. We started making calls after the initial shock left us. John had a light bulb moment and realized he had the maintenance man's phone number. Mike came to the rescue ... well actually, we drove to his house to get the key. We have officially decided we need to make key copies. AND our car has since been in the shop two more times. The engine light came on and then the air stopped working. Everything at once.
John is still waiting for his next school to start and in the meantime he is thee best stay-at-home-dog-dad ever! He has done laundry, cooked dinner, vacuumed, ah ... it's been nice. He is working at the "photo lab" on base but is still home early. He takes pictures of Marines for profiles and of special events.
And I am working ... and working. It has been exhausting for sure, but I absolutely love it. The classroom is where I belong. My students are wonderful (after two weeks) and I couldn't ask for better co-workers. With that said ... I need to plan, and plan, and plan, and plan. I am teaching four sections of Sophomore English and one block of Junior English. The block is difficult ... 90 whole minutes and just the one block. I am happy to say I have my own classroom and it is slowly starting to look like an actual classroom. It is too early to give a clear picture of my first year of teaching. But as of right now, I still enjoy the profession and look forward to going to work. The days FLY by. I will post pictures of my classroom one of these days! :)
Belleau is a level I graduate of obedience school. We are so proud. She is also becoming more and more spoiled as the days go on. Ops.
