The weather was amazing today. We finally got out of the house with the girls. They spent about 2 hours running around the yard and digging in the dirt. E got a gardening kit for the birthday that she is very anxious to use. We need to till up the garden this week and get some more seedlings started inside. I am going to let E do the planting with her new set. She also got a good from the Let Read and Find Out series on plants and how they mature. We will be reading that in depth so that she understands what we are doing.
We still have not heard from any schools. I would guess that not getting an outright denial is good but the longer we wait the more anxious I get. A firm has always taken them on a trip on April 16th as a thank-you for busy season. This year they were talking about just closing the office and giving everyone the day off. If that happens, A and I had planned to take a four day weekend out to wherever we are moving to look at house, schools, jobs for me etc. I hope we hear soon so we can make reservations and call ahead to schools. The suspense is driving me batty!
A also forgot to get onions this week. I checked the list, they are clearly on there but when I started cooking tonights dinner I realized we were out of onions. I had intended to make potato kudgel but without onions that was out. Even worse I had already started to grate the potatoes and those went to waste. Grr, the list was 25 items long and we buy onions constantly! I asked him to buy some on the way home but he brought carry-out instead. Now I will have to take both girls out tomorrow to get onions. Not looking forward to that!
Showing posts with label phd. Show all posts
Showing posts with label phd. Show all posts
Friday, March 6, 2009
Friday, February 27, 2009
Introduction
Time for a place for me to simply lay out alternatives without having to heard everyone else spin. This blog is mine, I will share it with strangers gladly and with my family and friends never. Sometimes everyone needs a place to vent. A place to complain, where they never have to worry about those words getting back to the wrong person. This is my place.
My husband, A, had decided to go back for a phd. He has always wanted to do this and I have encouraged home to do so. He decided to go for it in September. What prompted the choice to do it now? I wanted to go back to school for a Master. That's right, I wanted to not him.
Last year, I got very burnt-out as an urban teacher. With two young kids at home and two people working full time, the emotional strain got to be too much. I asked my work to go part-time and was told it was not an option. A friend told me about a part-time opening in the same inner-suburban town I lived in. I applied for the job and got it. I started working part-time in August. I hated to job almost immediately. I had two preps and three classes and no prep time, a full time teacher had 2 preps and 5 classes and two prep bells in our school. I felt chronically behind, I could never stay after and help students since I had to rush to pick up the girls and I felt like I was not making a difference. There is a lot more to it but I digress...
I told A that I wanted to leave teaching and pursue a Masters in Nursing. This was something I had been talking about for at least 3 years. I found programs that were accelerated for people with a BS outside of nursing. A then decides he should go to school next year. He thinks that I could then go to school for free where he gets a job after getting his phd. Great idea but it means I will be teaching and supporting the family for at least 4 more years. It doesn't seem to bother him that I hate my job or that I wanted to go to school first. Really, it is about what he would like to do, my needs are second to his.
He has a 15 minute discussion with me and then carries on to apply etc. Now we are waiting for acceptance/denial letters. We have no idea where we will be living next year, where the girls will go to school or where I will be working. There are many things we will be deciding in the next 6 weeks. I hope A is really ready to talk to me about it. I fear he will make up his mind alone and we will all be along for the ride.
My husband, A, had decided to go back for a phd. He has always wanted to do this and I have encouraged home to do so. He decided to go for it in September. What prompted the choice to do it now? I wanted to go back to school for a Master. That's right, I wanted to not him.
Last year, I got very burnt-out as an urban teacher. With two young kids at home and two people working full time, the emotional strain got to be too much. I asked my work to go part-time and was told it was not an option. A friend told me about a part-time opening in the same inner-suburban town I lived in. I applied for the job and got it. I started working part-time in August. I hated to job almost immediately. I had two preps and three classes and no prep time, a full time teacher had 2 preps and 5 classes and two prep bells in our school. I felt chronically behind, I could never stay after and help students since I had to rush to pick up the girls and I felt like I was not making a difference. There is a lot more to it but I digress...
I told A that I wanted to leave teaching and pursue a Masters in Nursing. This was something I had been talking about for at least 3 years. I found programs that were accelerated for people with a BS outside of nursing. A then decides he should go to school next year. He thinks that I could then go to school for free where he gets a job after getting his phd. Great idea but it means I will be teaching and supporting the family for at least 4 more years. It doesn't seem to bother him that I hate my job or that I wanted to go to school first. Really, it is about what he would like to do, my needs are second to his.
He has a 15 minute discussion with me and then carries on to apply etc. Now we are waiting for acceptance/denial letters. We have no idea where we will be living next year, where the girls will go to school or where I will be working. There are many things we will be deciding in the next 6 weeks. I hope A is really ready to talk to me about it. I fear he will make up his mind alone and we will all be along for the ride.
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