Hi Friends! This is my first Coffee Share post in some time. Hope I remember how it’s done.
If we were having coffee…I would welcome you to a beautiful sunny day here in Southern New Jersey. My family tells me the tempature not quite as warm as it has been but I’ve been hiding in the house all day so I wouldn’t really know. I’m hiding because my body is recovering from my first week back at work. I feel kind of like a wimp for complaining since I did have two and a half months off and it was only a four day week but there you are.
I bet you’ve figured out that I work in a school, an elementary school to be exact. My job is that of an instructional aide which mostly means that I help out wherever needed. This year that location is in our fifth grade classroom. We have students from second to fifth in our school so that makes fifth grade the final stop before we ship them off to the scary, unknown land of Middle School! The teacher that I am working with has the reputation of being the “meanest teacher in the school!” She know this and is quite alright with it. What it really means is that she expects the students to work their hardest and to follow the rules. If they Personally, I’m very fond of her and most of the students will be too once they get to know her.
This is a new kind of school year for my family because in June my husband retired after 30 years as a middle school counselor so his September looked very different from mine. He is only 59 years old and not the kind of guy to sit around so he has already started a new job. In fact he has two because he it also teaching a class at a college down in Delaware. Needless to say, he is busier now than before but because he works from home part of the time now, he’s always underfoot! That will take some getting used to.
My son is finishing up his last six months of internship to become a school counselor (like his dad 🙂 ) and my daughter works as an administrative assistant at another of our local schools so we all are now marching to a different drummer that my husband. The dinner conversations are a little different and the change in working hours is difficult sometimes. It also is weird to think that next summer he will just keep working unlike the last 28 summers of our marriage. It’s a new phase of life but we’ll get used to it.
Change is good.
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