Return

Ok, it’s time to reenter the world of blogging. I’m not quite sure why I left, why I do that sometimes. So it goes.

Reminder #34

I have a blog.

I do have a theory, I guess, about why I haven’t blogged in a while. I do have a (sometimes broken) rule against blogging about my job (other than really harmless stuff). I think since I moved to Winters that my life is pretty much my job and only my job. Blogging suffers in such a circumstance.

Not that I’ve lacked for material, but I have lacked for material that I’m actually going to use.

I assure you that life has been fine, though, during this time. It really has been.

So, I’m in Winters, teaching and library-ing in the Winters High School. I’ve got two classes, and I can’t imagine how the other teachers handle seven of them. I’m overloaded. Granted, it works out that I’ve pretty much been hired for an easy, but definitely full-time job (librarian), plus the extra teaching stuff that I don’t get paid any extra for. Plus sponsoring some school events, etc. They’re getting their money’s worth. I moved to a place where nothing happens (even less than in Abilene), and I’m as busy as I was up in Lubbock.

So it goes. I guess that’s about how it will always go.

But I like it. I didn’t think I would. High school just didn’t sound right. And a small town again…

But, I’ve got the best students I’ve ever had. They’re all sixteen and seventeen, but since they’re the dual-credit students, they are, without doubt, smarter than the kids I had in college (or just as smart as the very top ones there). And I love that you actually get to know them in high school. I see them every day, and they’re neat people.

And the school’s alright. I think I’m sort of an oddball to the people there. But I’m pretty sure they like me. At least most of them.

And I can survive the town. It’s a little strange that the people closest in age to me are the students. I’m getting pretty used to this though. Menard trained me well for living in weird little places. It feels like home.