Letter of Resume

Sometime, eventually, the answer to that question is going to be "because it sounds fun and I need a paycheck."  I typically don't apply to jobs I have no interest in, and if I didn't have to work I'd be in bed or at the pool.  My professional response always seems to sound rather scripted, but I try to offer what I can that doesn't include the words "ideal" or "candidate".  I'm back to filling out job applications after an unexpected budget cut at work, but even without the cut I'm starting to believe that may have been in my path anyway. Someone told me last weekend to just remember to thank God everyday, just keep thanking him - something I had let fall under asking him for things everyday. 

For the past four days I've spent the mornings sitting at my desk in my pajamas downing a second or third cup of coffee and browsing through all things related to the UK.  Just one of the perks of working at a school, or one of the perks of not working at all.  The past week left me with a handful of unexpected occurrences, but I've been able to welcome them with open arms...I had to when I jumped out of that plane. Panic, sheer utter panic I tell ya, but I still did it.  I never thought I would chicken out, until those last 4 seconds or so while I still had something under my feet.  That feeling is one I should be familiar with but I don't recall it ever coming upon me so quickly; landing I've never felt so....relieved? yes, but powerful, like I had just defeated something. Ahha! That feeling is even greater than the feeling of fear. 

Free Falling

What a great three day weekend, doing absolutely nothing.  I mean nothing.  The weather nor my state of help did much to encourage otherwise, but besides the gym and Starbucks I gave most of myself to my bed.  I did chill with my favorite baby boy for bit Friday afternoon,  got 16 miles on the treadmill, put some words on paper, and bought a ticket to Ireland so I wouldn't say the days were wasted by any means.  Maybe not nothing, but being home for such long periods of time created a feeling of little accomplishment.  Oh, how I appreciated it either way.  There is something comforting in little responsibility, or just doing as you please.


My ticket to Ireland is bought and paid for.  Once again, I will be returning to the land of never-ending green.  I don't have all the wrinkles ironed out yet, and knowing Jeremy and I that won't happen until we're moseying along.  I'll be gone for three weeks, and I'm going to enjoy it for the adventure it is gosh darn it.  In addition to Ireland, Scotland and the Netherlands are on the itinerary as well;  I'm trying to work Italy back in there too.  With or without the Mediterranean, I'm planning on it being a romping good time. 
The school year is almost over, and I am in need of a break.  Already? whoever reads this is thinking...I'm just in need of a break from preschool.  Which leads me to a job interview on the schedule for next week.  If I make it after throwing myself from a plane this Saturday.  Whatever I was thinking when I signed on to do that I'm still wondering but it all makes for an exciting blog the next time around.

Make Do, Make Use, Make

I was so much more diligent with my previous blog.  I had even less time then, yet still made sure to get my words down.  It seemed I had so many more of them to describe my life; now no random stranger approaches me just because I have blond hair and I don't spend every weekend seeing something I've never seen before.
I don't feel things are as noteworthy.  I was so much more aware living somewhere completely foreign; everything seemed to jump out at me, make me stop in my tracks, stare and marvel, even smile or smirk, at some oddity, some mystery, some hilarity, some magic....
I know it can't be because things like that just don't exist here.  Can it?  I've always been under the impression that leaving everything one knew behind and stepping outside of their comfort zone was the only way to really transform and grow.  You always see these movies depicting drastic changes in lifestyles as the driving force that enriches a person's life or leads them to some revelation they couldn't have gotten any other way.  And no doubt that's true - I have things I wouldn't have if Korea never presented itself to me.  I started this year with the resolution that I would look for those things, and if they weren't there I'd create them. 
I wrote about my kids all the time as they overtook most of my days, and my days are still ran by bugger- picking hooligans. Gabby prefers to go down the slide head first, upside-down.  It's not the safest way, as you're prone to landing on your head, but it is the most thrilling.  All of the teachers rush over to stop her before disaster strikes while I stand and laugh inwardly, and sometimes outwardly because I know that if you just leave her to it she has figured out that if she hooks her foot on the corner of the slide, right before her rear end drops off the ledge, she can catch herself and suspend to a rather comfortable full layout until she ready to twist herself around and ooz into a little heap at the bottom.  The worst she walks away with is hair full of mulch.  They say she's special needs.  Special......and clever.