Friday, January 8, 2010

My New Job

I needed a job. A job that pays well and still allows me to be with my children. Oh by the way, I have a Kinder kid with a horrible schedule. I am basically available for about 2 hours a day with no flexibility. Any takers?

With those specifications it is no wonder people were not knocking down my door. I sent the word out and applied for future full-time positions, since in the fall I could do full-time, even though I am not sure I want to. Now all this is in the middle of a horrible economy and we live in a city where unemployment is one of the highest in the nation. (I'm not sure that last sentence made sense, but I'm not in the mood to fix it and I think you can figure out what I was trying to say.) Anyway. In this economy, it does not pay to be picky. But picky I was. I wanted a job that would perfectly fit my schedule AND be something I enjoyed. Is that asking too much? That is the job I had in the desert. It fit my schedule to the T. So why shouldn't that happen again?

I spoke to the ward employment specialist and a bunch of other people. It looked pretty dismal. Slim pickin's. Hopeless. Keep trying. The only thing I could find were full-time teaching positions that might be available in the fall. Might be. Maybe. I filled out my applications, updated my resume, went on my interviews. Slow and steady wins the race. Right? Not too sure.

And then ... (insert choirs of angels singing) ... an opportunity. The local community colleges are bursting at their seams with everyone who are either unemployed or under-employed trying to improve their hire-ability. They needed four instructors in the Math department. Woo Hoo.
Here I am. Degrees in hand and ready to start. What's that? It is only part-time? Be still my heart. Excuse me? All the openings are during the day? During the time my kids are in school? Yeah, I think that will work. I had my interview and went over the schedules and left with my college textbook (complimentary) in hand and my class schedule. And another sheet letting me pick my hours for the Fall semester. Unbelievable.

This is the job my father always wanted me to have. He would be so proud. I love teaching more than anything in this world. And now I don't have to deal with behavior issues, attendance, homework, standards, standardized tests, report cards, conferencing, assemblies, or full-time. All I need to do is make sure the grade at the end goes to a person that is on the list showing they paid in full. I have to make a syllabus. I have to submit final grades by a certain date. This is why my dad wanted me to do this. Teaching without the daily stresses. He knew I could handle this schedule while doing all the mommy things that I need to do.

So details: I am a part-time instructor at the College of Southern Nevada (CSN) teaching Algebra. This first block, I will be teaching 10 hours a week. The campus I will be at is ten minutes from home. I love the department chair: not at all like the math professors who traumatised me from years past. Math Professor. Very warm. German. Professional. Four things that typically don't go together.

I start in two weeks. Oh, and their calendar is exactly the same as the local school district so I get off the same days as my girls. And my girls can go for free starting at 16 years old. So if all goes well, we can have them entering college as juniors with their AA under their belts for free. We'll see about that. Don't want to give them too much pressure or anything.

So the moral of this story? You just have to want it. Just kidding. I know that I am blessed. But that doesn't mean that all those people out there struggling are not blessed. Before each interview I ever go on, I always pray that I will do my best. That I can have peace. That I will be able to feel good about it. AND, ultimately, that if it is meant to be, it will happen. I am willing for each opportunity to go either way. I just ask for peace that I have done everything in my power and that all things will work together for my good. I pray that it will be best for our family, for my children. I pray that I will feel good and peaceful regardless of the outcome.

I am so grateful this opportunity came and that I was ready for it. I hope I will have a long career teaching at this level. I can't wait to see my name in the catalog. I know I am blessed to get the exact job that I needed and wanted even though, at the time, I didn't know I wanted it. I'm also glad that all those painful hours suffering through all those math classes, and math professors that treat you dumb if you have questions, and proofs, and $120 textbooks, and that stupid 10 hour final given by the devil incarnate, and find x > 3 such that ln(x) < x^(0.1), and trying to figure out the inverse Galois problem, and ... finally paid off. Can you tell I have issues with my major?

Friday, January 1, 2010

The Color of the Year

In honor of the color of the year, here is my new blog color. Not too different from last year, but I wanted to reference where I got it from. Thanks for alerting me Megan.

Pantone, the company which business is to know everything there is to know about colors, has just unveiled Color of the Year for 2010: turquoise!

"Turquoise is universally appealing. It puts everyone in the same state of mind — on vacation," says Jane Schoenborn, design director at Lilly Pulitzer. "Turquoise for us is a really big color. A lot of times it’s transporting, whether you’re actually going to a resort destination or not."

Leatrice Eiseman, executive director of the Pantone Color Institute, says there was no runner-up to turquoise in her mind because people crave escapism and freshness after a tough year. The shade is on the cusp of blue and green, which makes it both inviting and serene — characteristics associated with blues — and invigorating and luminous, which comes from green, she says.

"Transporting" was a word many used for turquoise, a shade that takes designer Tommy Hilfiger to the beach, especially the Caribbean, St. Tropez, France, or Southern California, which served as the inspiration for his newest collection. In jewelry, he thinks of the American Southwest, or Central or South America.