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Obviously, I have been busy.

The problem with being busy is that so much interesting stuff goes on that I want to blog about - and then I don't get the chance to update.

Work is work. I don't like talking about it because then I feel like I am still working. It's going okay... I don't have a fixed schedule yet, of course, and I am still a bit lacking in the training department. It looks like I will be teaching a third class at Murrow starting in mid-November when the cycle changes. And so that's the update there.

I was going to wish all of my Jewish friends a Shanah Tovah (happy new year) but did not get to, so now I will wish them G'mar Chatimah Tovah instead. A literal translation of that doesn't work so well, so I will just say that it mean/implies something along the lines of "may you be inscribed and sealed in the book of life" Basically, may you be destined to have a good year.

It is also customary at this time of year to ask for forgiveness from all those that I have wronged. Well, if I have wronged you in some way, let me know so that I can ask to be forgiven. Because this whole, "do you forgive me for anything I may have done wrong" thing doesn't feel so sincere. It's too general and done too casually. So if you think of something I need to be forgiven for, do let me know. This will also help me to not repeat the mistake.

In other news, I finally took a few more steps toward moving into my bedroom. Yes, yes, I know... I have had a month to move in... yeah, so I am still not done. But I am a bit closer... a little more of my floor is actually visible... But while I was going through my stuff, I found things I hadn't been able to find for a while - like an unused shower puff I was positive I had (which has now replaced my old one), the juggling balls I crocheted for myself at summer camp a few years back (nope. Still don't know how to juggle... would like to, though. Oh, wait. That would require spare time, wouldn't it...), and, in the outer pocket of a suitcase, the book I had bought two years ago to give to someone as a birthday gift. So I found that on Sunday.

Yesterday, I got a phone call from, guess who? Yes, the intended recipient of the gift. She was in the neighborhood, and wanted to take me and my sister out to dinner (did I mention my sister lives in the neighborhood now? It's so wonderful). As it happens, her birthday was also this past weekend. So I gave her the book - two years late - and managed to cover two birthdays at once! I also managed to spill her water all over her... oops. And, in honor of her birthday, the three of us ordered and shared three desserts.

Interesting thing about that: a few years ago, there is no way I would have been sticking my fork into other people's cake and letting them stick forks into mine. But now it doesn't bother me. And it was so much fun. (my dessert was the best...)

I feel like so much other stuff has happened as well - I am sure I have some interesting Rosh Hashanah stories, if only I could remember them...

A few nights ago, I was so exhausted that I put a pot of water up to boil for pasta - minus the water. Good thing Tashia noticed. It would have exploded rather nicely, I am sure.

And right now, I am supposed to be writing report cards - it seems like such a heavy responsibility. And my students did so poorly on the test... I feel like that reflects badly on my teaching - because it was so many of them.

Oh, and then there's all the other stuff I need to get done before I can go to sleep. Things like, say, packing for Yom Kippur? Lesson planning for tomorrow?

Well, off I go...
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So it's been a forever since I have updated - over a week. And so much has happened in this week. [livejournal.com profile] mysticengineer pointed out to me that two of the ten most stressful things one can do are move and start a new job. Well, I moved on Monday and began my job on Tuesday. I feel like there is so much to get done that I don't even know where to begin. At the same time, it is nice to know that I will soon be settled in to both my new apartment and my new job.

As for what's been going on...

First, infinite thanks to [livejournal.com profile] mbarr for helping us move in this past Monday - by which I mean he shlepped far more than the rest of us put together, and it is deeply appreciated. As an aside, he is now somewhere in the South - he was in Texas over the weekend but he thinks he is headed to Mississippi now - helping set up communications networks for Katrina victims. (Is it any surprise that the people in charge have no clue what to do with a group of people waiting to get networks set up?) So thank you.

So Monday was moving day. I think I went to bed at 1 AM? Maybe later. My room is a mess, but at least a few things have been put in their proper places... I have my own bedroom now, and it has these gorgeous windows - they let in so much light! Sometimes too much. But Iight is a good thing.

And, even better, our livingroom now has a window. Granted, they were supposed to build a wall for us before we moved in, and it is still not quite finished - it added a bedroom where half the livingroom once was - but it is there, and the livingroom is great. And we have two couches, and a sibling - not mine - who made them fit!

We even hosted dinner on Friday night for thirteen people, which was a wonderful way to start our tenure here.

And then there is my new job. That is still a big stress because I am still somewhat clueless. I am a related service provider for deaf and hard of hearing students. I am what is known as a hearing teacher. I pull them out of class - or go into class with them - and help them with their auditory (listening) and lipreading skills. I found out on Tuesday that I am working in the Coney Island area - a loooong commute - about an hour and fifteen minutes - but at least I know how to get there.

I had orientation on Wednesday, in which I got completely overwhelmed, but also met two other observant Jews - the people in charge bought two kosher bagels for them when they bought breakfast. (It looks like it will be very easy to be Jewish in this job.)

Then, on Thursday, a more experienced teacher took me around and showed me how to start things off in all the different schools - who to speak to, what to ask... I met a grand total of one of my students. Friday was more of the same - except that when I went to drop something off in one school office, I returned to her car to hear, "change of plans."

In the afternoon, I will still be doing related services. In the morning, I will be teaching high school math to deaf and hard of hearing ninth and tenth graders at - guess where, [livejournal.com profile] daphster - yes, your very own Murrow High. So that was even more overwhelming - I found out on Friday and I am starting on Monday. I spent the afternoon at Murrow, learning as much as I could about how things work, and what I will be doing there. They know I am not the best signer, so I will be teaching with an interpreter, but it makes me nervous not to speak the language. It also makes me nervous to teach high school - a new age for me. But at the same time, I am so excited. I am going to have two classes! I will be teaching math! I have no idea how my supervisor knew I could do that, but math is a subject I want to teach. So I had this nervous/excited grin plastered on my face all afternoon.

So that's what's new in my life.

And yes, I know, it has been a while since I updated [livejournal.com profile] taylwoven. I have a feeling the Verizon guy hasn't gotten her phone line set up yet.

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