So I’m in the new apartment building, living with the roommate in his one-bedroom place. I with a space on the floor until we get the go-ahead for the larger place.
Work involves some meetings, handshakes and scheduling. There’s not much to do until August, when I’m slated to begin my instructor certification. The time from now until then will fill with “shadowing” classes (aka sitting in).
It is definitely a welcome change from my times at Hood, half drowning in the myriad of small tasks and random edicts from the dudes down the hall.
There’s an air of malcontent at the school. A lot of people complain about a lot of things. Mostly it’s about things like pulling duty now and then or an odd comma placement in presentations. I guess if I’m here long enough, I’ll appreciate the gravity of a comma dispute, but for now I think I’ll spare myself the stress of worrying about it.
I’m just happy to be here. I’m happy that I’ll have interaction with students. I look forward to the challenges of teaching and hope the office politics won’t leak in too much. There’s too much to do and too few overhanging serious causes for stress (i.e. deployment or field time) to actually dampen spirits.
Tomorrow we get the news on when the roommate and I can move into the larger apartment. Hopefully it’s sooner rather than something like “September.”
Still, again, I’m glad to be here! D.C. is a great town, for those not used to the capital city. We’re just a mile or so from the subway, which makes riding into town super easy.
More later, friends, I’m still unpacking and tucking boxes away during this midpoint in the move.