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Ch-ch-changes
Posted by Lisa
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12:11 PM
As you may have guessed from the title of this blog, my life has gone through a lot of changes since I last wrote. Some good, some bad, but all have made for a very interesting couple of months.
The most obvious one would be the professional changes. For 9 years I worked at the same school. In fact, it was the only school I had ever worked at. So starting at a new school has been exciting, exhilarating and exhausting. But after a couple months here I feel like I've settled in nicely, and I would classify this in the category of good change. I loved Carter; I had some great students that I really miss, and I worked with some really amazing people who inspired me, supported me and taught me everything I know. But I think moving on to St. Elizabeth has helped me grow. It's forced me to meet new people, and work in a very different environment. St. E's is what Carter used to be - huge. Working with a different group of teachers opens up the opportunity to learn new things from new mentors, and working with different texts not only keeps me from becoming complacent but it keeps my mind sharp and prevents me from falling into a boring, predictable rut. I've also met some new people who have become friends, and I enjoy working with them. I honestly thought the transition was going to be much more difficult than it has been and I was really happy to find that I found myself somewhat comfortable here rather quickly.
In fact, the largest obstacle I have had to face has been my own health issues (which have thankfully, finally, cleared up). I ended up missing two weeks of school with a horrible virus. For two weeks my mouth and throat were covered in hundreds of little blister, along with the regular flu like symptoms of fever, headache and body pains. For two weeks I was only able to drink from a straw. I'll spare you the gory details, but it was the worst illness I've experienced in my remembered lifetime. A week after returning to work (and not even fully back to perfect health) I contracted a nasty case of pink eye, that even with antibiotics took two weeks to clear up. My left eye was so swollen I could barely open it. I should have been at home resting, but had to trek in to work every day with one eye leaking pus everywhere because I had already missed two weeks of work and could not afford to miss anymore. Anyway, as I said, I am finally better, and feeling, for the most part, all caught up. On the sort of bright side, I lost about 15 pounds, 10 of which have not found their way back on my frame yet.
Finally, in the relationship department, I am yet again single. But this time I'm not too unhappy about it. Now that the relationship is over I can admit I always sort of knew it wasn't going to last, so I figured what's the point? Hopefully we'll stay friends because I enjoy his company and we have a lot of interests in common, but the reality is he's just another one of the guys I always end up with - the ones who can't ever express how they feel and lack the ability to ever make you feel like they think you're amazing. Trust me, I know I'm not perfect, but I want to be with someone who likes me not in spite of my imperfections, but because of them. And I don't think the ability to express that on occasion is too much to ask. I'm not asking for romantic poetry or embarrassing displays of affection, but just little gestures that make you know you're important to them. And I've realized that if he can't do that without me asking for it, that's not the right person for me.
So yeah, things are different, yet still so much the same. But I'm pretty happy right now, so I guess that's gotta count for something!
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The most obvious one would be the professional changes. For 9 years I worked at the same school. In fact, it was the only school I had ever worked at. So starting at a new school has been exciting, exhilarating and exhausting. But after a couple months here I feel like I've settled in nicely, and I would classify this in the category of good change. I loved Carter; I had some great students that I really miss, and I worked with some really amazing people who inspired me, supported me and taught me everything I know. But I think moving on to St. Elizabeth has helped me grow. It's forced me to meet new people, and work in a very different environment. St. E's is what Carter used to be - huge. Working with a different group of teachers opens up the opportunity to learn new things from new mentors, and working with different texts not only keeps me from becoming complacent but it keeps my mind sharp and prevents me from falling into a boring, predictable rut. I've also met some new people who have become friends, and I enjoy working with them. I honestly thought the transition was going to be much more difficult than it has been and I was really happy to find that I found myself somewhat comfortable here rather quickly.
In fact, the largest obstacle I have had to face has been my own health issues (which have thankfully, finally, cleared up). I ended up missing two weeks of school with a horrible virus. For two weeks my mouth and throat were covered in hundreds of little blister, along with the regular flu like symptoms of fever, headache and body pains. For two weeks I was only able to drink from a straw. I'll spare you the gory details, but it was the worst illness I've experienced in my remembered lifetime. A week after returning to work (and not even fully back to perfect health) I contracted a nasty case of pink eye, that even with antibiotics took two weeks to clear up. My left eye was so swollen I could barely open it. I should have been at home resting, but had to trek in to work every day with one eye leaking pus everywhere because I had already missed two weeks of work and could not afford to miss anymore. Anyway, as I said, I am finally better, and feeling, for the most part, all caught up. On the sort of bright side, I lost about 15 pounds, 10 of which have not found their way back on my frame yet.
Finally, in the relationship department, I am yet again single. But this time I'm not too unhappy about it. Now that the relationship is over I can admit I always sort of knew it wasn't going to last, so I figured what's the point? Hopefully we'll stay friends because I enjoy his company and we have a lot of interests in common, but the reality is he's just another one of the guys I always end up with - the ones who can't ever express how they feel and lack the ability to ever make you feel like they think you're amazing. Trust me, I know I'm not perfect, but I want to be with someone who likes me not in spite of my imperfections, but because of them. And I don't think the ability to express that on occasion is too much to ask. I'm not asking for romantic poetry or embarrassing displays of affection, but just little gestures that make you know you're important to them. And I've realized that if he can't do that without me asking for it, that's not the right person for me.
So yeah, things are different, yet still so much the same. But I'm pretty happy right now, so I guess that's gotta count for something!
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