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Dancing to the beatles. The life around me has been so bitter sweet lately, and I want to share it with you.  I started work at the pool early mornings again, and while I am getting paid again, and getting tanner (is that possible?) it is draining and upon returning home every day my voice is almost gone. I have a couple funny stories to tell however. I asked one of my kids (that I teach, not that I gave birth to) how old they thought I was. He answered after some consideration that he thought I was 37. After laughing some and saying he was a little off he guessed 35. I’m pretty sure I do not look that old…

I went to a scrumptious place called Yogurtland with my friend Tina.  If you come visit me we are going there. There is nothing bitter about that sweet friend.

I am trying to go and visit my best friend, Em, who lives in Austin sometime in August. I haven’t seen her in a year and a half, and I miss her painfully. But we stay in contact. Blessed emails, phonecalls, texts.

There was a graduation of some sort where some really unique people that have touched me (though they may not know it) finished up the year they were in Texas and went back to their homes. I know that though they are not here physically and may never come back, they will always be here in their hearts. One of those students are staying two weeks after their year was over; and they are staying in my bedroom. It is a good interesting. :)

I went to the mall, bought a dress, saw a movie, talked with my friend Elsie. I need to find a different word to describe good. Agreeable, pleasant, memorable, genuine.

Today, I went to church wearing my new dress. Had a wonderful baked chicken lunch. (be jealous of my mom’s cooking!) Best of all, was told that I was beautiful, smart, and wonderfully weird by a special person.

Off to the library!

P.S. I want to let you know that you are making me break one the ten commandments, I COVET your comments.

This is the second day of my new job…

The dot dot dot meaning that it has been ok, and it has been hard, and hot, and it has been tiring. I am a bright noticable shade different than I used to be, and I think all of the muscles in my right arm have turned into jelly from picking up kids over and over. I am really tired and not really used to getting up at 6am everymoring, to have nothing but sun and loud noises (mainly screaming) at the time I am usually having some nice waking up, making breakfast, hot tea, and sweats. My mornings have turned into early moring tylonal, bagel, sunscreen, tight swimsuit, whistles blowing, screaming, splashing, and freezing cold water. But I am slowly loving it more and more because of little kids that give you a hug and co-operate. Barely. I did fall in love with a 5 year old down syndrome boy I am teaching. He is just beautiful; blonde hair, tan, big blue eyes. He jumps off the side of the 3ft and says, “Save me!” in his adorable husky voice. His name is Braidy.

Anyways. Ouch. My back is a crisp red despite having put sunscreen on every thirty minutes.