Saturday, April 15, 2017

The Closet Bar

Fight or flight.

When we face a problem, we do one of those things. But, it looks different for everyone. If I decide to “flight.” I get a Diet Coke, or a pint of Ben and Jerry’s ice cream and watch a movie, do a random Google search, or maybe even write a blog.

For fight. I feel like Rosie the Riveter, roll my sleeves and hit the problem head on.

Many of the household “projects” I have done. When something breaks in the house I like to figure out why and how to fix it. It's fun. I like using my hands and fixing things. Most recently was installing the grab bars in the shower. I drilled through tile people. Not gonna lie. I felt like a badass.
Glitter paint is great for marking tile

In crisis situations, I’ve never ran. I feel like I’ve seen it all (aside from death) seizures, heart attacks, chocking, psychotic breaks, etc. I jump in with both feet without thinking twice.

Now for work.

As my first full teaching I have had my share of flight moments. As my “roommate” (we share a room and teach 3 classes together) will tell you. I have had a fair share of flight moments. Monday mornings I avoid my laptop. I talk to the teachers, maybe I’ll go ask another teacher about a student, then the students start to show up and maybe I’ll stand in the hall and say good morning. Then I open Outlook and see the 20 e-mails waiting for me to respond.
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Science Department. I couldn't ask for better co-workers! 
With SOLs (Standards of Learning, AKA VA state test) coming up in May I’m feeling the pressure. We must get through X amount of material, review 3 years of science, and practice how to take these weird tests. I want to go into flight. I want to spend my prep and class time watching Bill Nye and Magic School bus while hiding in the corner. But can I do that? No. So, I must pick myself up and buckle down.
Bill Nye the Science Guy AKA my hero

And with all these decisions, we all have a breaking point. We can only fight for so long. Then we eventually sit down and wave the white flag for a break.

M white flag

This past week has been spring break. Kelli and I went to Charleston, SC with a friend and Troy went to Montana to see his family. It has been Kelli and I since last Saturday, and it will be till Tuesday. 
Carriage tours in Downtown Charleston, SC

The usually day-to-day things are easy for us. Today Kelli and I went to the church Easter party, then an Easter performance in Washington DC, Costco, then I mowed the lawn. I was tucking Kelli in and suddenly, the closet bar fell along with all her nice dresses. Kelli jumps up and yelled “Uh oh Mommy!! We need to fix it!” All I could do was stare at it. Really?
The now pile of clothes that was hanging nicely

This is my white flag moment. I surrender. The closet bar wins tonight. I’ve fought all day and all week. Now I’m going to drink a Diet Coke and do a random Google search. 

Wednesday, March 1, 2017

Ta Da!

What do you think!?!? I decided it was time to change, or at least update my pictures. I told my dear friend Misty to go with her muse and this what I got. Far cooler than I ever imagined!!

I had to think of something to write to debut my amazing new look. I was flipping through old posts to give me some inspiration. Only to realize I never wrote about work after I actually started working. SO. As I said earlier I am a special education science teacher. There is three of us, one for 7th grade, one for 8th and then me. The one who teaches BOTH 7th AND 8th grade. For those of you who are unfamiliar with 7th and 8th grade science curriculum in the state of VA they are totally different. 7th is biology. 8th grade is ½ chemistry and ½ physics. Two totally different lesson preps. I do a mix of self-contained classes and team taught.

My feelings on this fancy position has changed as the year has gone on.  In the beginning, I thought I was going to leave. I had no idea what I was doing, no materials, people coming in and out to observe me, then observe different students. But then things started to settle, my coworkers picked me up, gave me materials, and sent me in the classroom with a diet coke.
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Science Department Halloween Costumes

December I knew I could make it through the year but I didn’t know what I wanted after that.

January I had to figure out what I was doing again after the break. But I was really starting to love doing both grades. My 7th graders are so sweet, they get so excited when they see me, want to tell me of all their achievements and their latest discoveries. My 8th graders are sassy soon to be high schoolers wanting to mess with me and get a rise. And I have my special Harry Potter students who come up to me at every class (I have about 1 in each class) and tell me about where they are in the book, what they think will happen, etc.

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February came and crazy me started to talk to the office about next year. Yup, I went in there and asked to do the 7/8 split again. You are probably thinking what I was thinking when I walked out of the office “What just happened?”

What I have learned about myself in this last year is never say I won't do something. Because there is a chance I will!