.....but I won't have a place to live when I get there.
*I wish I had been more insistent on writing this blog or at least keeping some sort of written journal during these first few months. It has been filled with so many wonderful and hilarious experiences.
To recap:
When my parents and I arrived on August 12th, 2013 to the cute, little town of Vernal, Utah we expected to speak with the apartment manager and begin moving in loads of stuff. We should have known that this would not be the case. Instead we found out that the complex is not open on Sundays, despite the fact that I had told him I would be there on Sunday, the 12th. I had also in the last week not been able to get a hold of anyone who worked there (the first sign on trouble). As we walked around the office building we discovered that there was not a definite "this is when we open time"; one door said nine, the other side eleven. Uh-oh.
In our frustration we rented a hotel room for the night with plans to pounce on the complex at nine. And if not at nine then at 11!
As it turns out their opening time is indeed at 11 am. My parents and I walked in ready to cause some havoc for the lack of communication and ridiculous operating hours (I mean, really, 11 am?!). You may not know this, but I am not confrontational. I can stand up for what I believe and the people in my life but I don't like to make a big commotion. That day was my exceptation, I went in guns ablazn' and laid into this guy. This poor man had no idea what he was getting into. It was three against one!. We laughed about aggression later, but only later, when we had sorted out the details and an official move in date.
I spent the next couple of days driving around town with a packed car and a mattress strapped to the top. It was quite the scene.
Luckily my parents were there to help and we finally got all my stuff moved in. It was complete chaos and pretty stressful but it all worked out in the end.
I work at a great school with an amazing staff and I am incredibly thankful for this experience!
Here I am, now 5 months into this journey and still loving every minute (thank goodness)! My students are blessings in my life and make me get up in the morning. They make me smile, think harder and test my patience. I truly believe in the positive impact a teacher can have on a students life. We work so hard everyday to provide students with a great education, that allows them to learn, be kind individuals and to have fun! I honestly love what I do with all my heart.
My goal is to write at least once a week from now on. There are so many funny stories and quotes and great learning experiences, for me and the students, that I really want to keep track of it all.
Here's to the adventure of life! :)
