Working Again

I'm really so glad to be working again. It's wonderful to have something outside of the home to engage in. It is, however, hard work getting my brain to function again. I guess two years has been quite enough time to remove any muscle memory. I make up for a trained brain by spending much more time writing lesson plans than I ever have before. It's going well though. I didn't think I wanted to teach again, but I'm enjoying having students again. I love ESOL. My students really want to learn, and are quite forgiving if I mess anything up. Not that I would ever make a mistake. Teaching English... Otherwise the twins are growing like weeds. Not really talking yet, which has our doctor a little concerned. We aren't freaked out yet. We are surviving winter without a driveway. I still want to move, and we are narrowing neighborhoods down for our potential move in a year or two. Even if I get a full time job, it's unlikely that we can afford private school tuitions and afford to save up for college tuition. The local Catholic schools are very affordable, but they've just adopted a new curriculum from Pearson Education that I am diametrically opposed to. Unless our views change, we are likely to end up in Milton, which has a French Immersion program that sounds interesting. At least it's something to look forward to if we are a) in the suburbs and b) in public schools (it's one of two in the state, with only a handful of programs like it in the country). Well, time to go make dinner. I escaped for a few minutes to unwind, but duty does call. Love my kids, but I am WORN OUT. Part time work is like the Army reserve. Part time really is more like full time responsibility, and kids are full time, so it's like two full time jobs.