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Crazy News and Decisions PART II

I'm back... and this time with the big news.... If you read my previous post, I talked about the super duper hard decision I made back in college... but also how it was one of the best decisions I ever made.

Well... today is about what my husband and I are doing now.

School starts for me next Monday, the 10th... or it was supposed to...

About two weeks ago, my husband was contacted by a head hunter, had two Skype interviews, was offered a job, and accepted a job. This all happened in a matter of about 5 days.

This is pretty crazy for a few different reasons....

  1. Did I mention I was supposed to report back in one week?! Eeek!
  2. I didn't have a job... not to mention an updated resume, cover letter, letters of recommendation... ummmm official transcripts..... also how in the heck do I find my PRAXIS scores from 4 years ago? 
  3. We don't have a place to live. 
  4. Most importantly, and the most difficult, I'm pretty sure I have the best job in the world. 


After the head hunter called, and Rich told me about the job, I automatically said "no way!" It was horrible timing, I LOVE my job, and Grand Junction has become our home and our life. I just didn't think it was right.

Fast-forward about 2-3 days later, he had the interview, I knew more about the job, what he really wanted, and what it meant for us. Rich has always wanted to go back to Pueblo. Weirdly enough, he basically had to drag me to Grand Junction from Pueblo, but now I'm the one that wants to stay... I think mostly because of my job and friends.

We had always said we wouldn't leave unless it was the perfect job and opportunity for him, because I loved my job so much... but it became more and more clear that it might be just that.

Rich also had a pretty great job here too, but this is where the nursing school story comes in. It was truly one of the hardest, but also one of the best, things I ever did. I told him that we might just be in that same situation 5 years later.

Long story short, he (we) accepted! I literally drove straight to my current school and told my principal. I think it was pretty shocking, but he is pretty wonderful, and was very supportive. He sent out an email right away, trying to find another 5th grade teacher.

It has been pretty difficult breaking the news to families who were going to be in my class, my administrators, the staff, and my wonderful teaching parter (another reason my job is so great).... but it also has become exciting in some ways too. Bittersweet, as we all know.

So we are moving back to Pueblo... I say "back" because we both went to college there.

The best thing about Pueblo is that it is close to pretty much everything. My sisters live in Denver and Colorado Springs and both our parents still live in Salida.

Here is a little map :)



So the craziest part for me is that I am leaving an amazing job for the unknown. Right?

Well, in another crazy set of events... I got all 9 documents I had to upload to the school district's application done last Thursday morning... I then left for Vegas Thursday afternoon.

On Friday, while at breakfast in Vegas,  I got a call from a school for a position... and they wanted to do a phone interview that day! EEEK!

I literally did a 30-minute phone interview in a corner, near a bell hop's closet, in a casino, in Vegas.

About an hour later, she called me, while I was in Caesar's Palace (I say this, because I actually also got married in Caesar's palace) and they offered me the job!



Super exciting but also terrifying.

It's 6th grade!... hence the 6th grade reading units pacing guide from yesterday.


AGH! I am excited for the challenge, but I feel like I just got 5th grade under my belt, and now I'm switching... but I'm working on my 6th grade reading units now.

I literally just paced out the whole 5th grade curriculum a few weeks ago! I think I might have to just wing it on the other subjects haha!

I think we are in for a few rough months....

We don't have a place to live (we are going to look this week), I am switching grade levels, I start my masters program in two weeks, have to report to school in two weeks, and we have to move 6 hours across the state.

But I also think we have a lot of exciting things coming our way. And for once, I think I actually understand that it's all part of our plan and it's exactly where we are supposed to be.

So what's my husband's job that we're uprooting our lives for?

He's has an accounting degree, and he was an auditor.....but now?


No, he's not riding bulls! But he is going to be working for Professional Bull Riding as a senior accountant. Pretty cool huh? I'm mostly excited that the finals are in Las Vegas. Ha!

So this is our life right now...

When I should have been getting my classroom ready, we are moving across the state, starting new jobs, and trying to find a place to live...







I am heading to Pueblo tomorrow... and then there might be a PART III! HA!

MUAH!

Martina

Crazy News and Decisions PART I

My life has been a little  A LOT insane lately and I have some pretty big news. I will get to that, but first, I want to go back to one of, if not the, hardest decisions I had to make.

These picture are a hint for PART II of this post... Any guesses?



I'm taking you back to my sophomore year of college... I was 20 years old, and although a part of me had always thought about teaching, I was actually in my first clinical for nursing school. Yep. I had made the cut and here I was... crying in a bathroom... again. I think I cry when I'm stressed :).

I had worked through three long and challenging  semesters of terrifying science classes while maintaining my GPA so I could get into, what I thought was, my dream.

Long story short, I was pretty miserable, but I thought it was just the stress of nursing school getting to me, so I carried on through care plans, class (with the same people every single day for every single class), crying during clinicals, and a serious amount of school and self-induced stress... That being said, I'm not one to "quit," so I was determined to "make it through."

Fast forward to the summer.... I got my junior year clinical and class schedule (in nursing school, they pick your classes and clinical times for you... even if it means Saturday clinicals in a town 45 minutes away).

I looked at the schedule over and over again, and just kept thinking, "I can't do this." Not to mention, I had a pretty beautiful schedule and I still didn't want to do it.

This was weeks before school started. I had spent a lot of time, money, and brain power to get where I was, so I just kept thinking of it as a countdown to get through...

I finally went to my mom, who is seriously the smartest person I know, and has an insane amount of intuition about all of her kids. Basically if she tells me to do it, I probably will. However, she often keeps her mouth shut, because she knows I have to figure it out myself.

I didn't want to tell her, because like me, she had also spent a lot of time, money, and brain power on me being in nursing school. I think I said, "I don't think I want to be a nurse," and my mom basically said, "Okay." I think I thought she would try to talk me out of it, but later she said, she didn't think I really ever wanted to be a nurse. Mother's intuition people.

Anyway, I told her "I *think* I want to go into education." It sounds like I didn't really know, but I did. I have always wanted to be a teacher more than anything, but I also thought I needed to make some money, so nursing was the natural choice. I learned very quickly how money doesn't buy happiness...while crying in the bathroom.

Weirdly enough I LOVED the school part of nursing school. The knowledge. The studying. The reading. Most of my classmates were the opposite. Loved the clinicals, and the school part was what they had to get through. This is kind of when I knew what I had to do.

It's actually really hard to switch majors if you are nursing major. They even make you talk to a counselor who's actual job is to keep nursing students in nursing school. They also had to take the holds of my account (they control your classes, account, and degree). You have to really want to "quit."

Then I had to call the education department and I signed up for 21 credit hours (after nursing school, I thought I could do 21 credits....side note... education was a different kind of hard...)

At the time, it was the hardest thing I have ever had do. I didn't know if I was making the right choice and I had invested two years of money and time into a major that I left. Plus, they really try to talk you out of it :).

Looking back now, it was hard. REALLY hard... but it was also THE BEST decision of my entire life. I could go into way more detail, but basically, the timing, the learning experiences, and the progression of it were all the best things that ever happened to me. I became a student teacher at a charter school in Grand Junction (more on that in PART II), my mentor teacher became one of my best friends, and I got hired at that same school, which is truly the best job in the world.

All of it was crazy, seemed like bad timing, and pretty difficult logistically... but it turns out, each bit of craziness led me to exactly where I was supposed to be. I can't imagine where I would be if I hadn't made this "hard" decision.

So why the long post.... well come back tomorrow for PART II for the REALLY hard decision my husband and I are making and how it is affecting me personally and professionally.

This pictures are hints.... It's kind of crazy...

MUAH!

Martina