Here We Go

I'm off fairly early tomorrow morning with...wait for it...my mother. Three to four days traveling with my mother to find a place to live in Lafayette, and try to get things taken care of at the school.

I pray we don't kill each other.

Promises

You know what I love? When Brian says he'll call, he'll call. And if he can't, he'll text me and let me know that and why.

It's the little things.

Satin Sheets

I finally get to use my newest pair of sheets, red satin. And, oh, am I enjoying them. I get up when I please, I do what I want, I go to the gym, and I come home, shower, and slide, so smoothly, into those sheets.

Brian helped me enjoy them, too.

He's almost through with his class, soon he'll be Sergeant. Staff Sergeant Pino. Hehe. Oh the fun I'll have calling him Sergeant...

I'm 11 total pounds down total. I've been stuck there for a little while. No gain, no loss. Word is all the exercise is building muscle that's counter-acting the loss. Best not to stress, but just keep at it, and it will happen. As long as I know I'm eating healthy (except on approved days) and working my ass off (quite literally), that's all that matters. I've actually gotten quite used to eating differently. I've made it fit my schedule, found things I like that are healthy and low calorie, and have gotten better at eating less, even on cheat days. I still have a lot of work to do, but on we go...

I just got back from the gym, so I'm going to hit the shower and slide on into those keep, intense red sheets. Tomorrow is total nerd day with Brandi...

K.Z.

Better Days

I didn't get the job.

And the news probably couldn't have come at a worse time. It's finals week, and those who know me know I am pretty unorganized and forget to take attendance, which means that this week is all about a rush to catch up before grades are due, as well as deal with students begging me to up their grades. The ones begging at the end are usually the ones I refuse to do that for. Especially when they plagiarize TWO papers!

Sigh.

My mom is wavering a little on the UL deal now that I didn't get a job and I may not get much in the way of financial aid. That scares me shitless, frankly. I've been getting ready to leave, anxiously.

So now I'm furiously trying to find a job. As soon as school is out for a couple of weeks I'm tearing through the internet to find something. Anything. Even teaching for online schools (something I'm on the fence about. I don't like the idea of upper level education being totally online. There's just something wrong about it).

I've seen better days.

K.Z.

Girlfriend Again

So I have yet to hear back from the community college. I'm trying not to think about it.

School is almost over, for a while anyway. I had a student who wanted an Incomplete, and I was advised not to give it, which pissed her off. She was pretty rude. But, honestly, she started missing class and not turning things in a while back, and she should have dropped instead of waiting until the week before finals to ask for an incomplete. The sword wielding boss lady said she'll reiterate my decision if the girl should call and complain. It's the freakin' end, man. What the hell?

Spent a nice weekend with Brian. Interesting thing happened: we went to visit with some guys from his class on base, and he tells me he refers to me as his girlfriend. Of course, given our agreement for the past few months I asked about it very delicately. Apparently he feels enough for me now to call me his girlfriend. I have not idea if this changes what will happen when we move, and I'm not going to ask. He's starting to get attached to me, I don't want to scare him off. I guess he just takes his sweet time when it comes to dating.

K.Z.

Rewards

If I get this job, I'm getting a new computer.

Start Your Engines

Here we go, South Louisiana interview, final round, about to commence in 3, 2, 1...

News

Ok, got a call from South Louisiana.

At first I had a panic. The guy asked if I could come in for an interview at 1:30pm tomorrow. "Shit!" I thought. I said I was in North Texas and teach during the week, so it was difficult for me to get there on such short notice. Then he said "what about 4?"
Not really any better. I told him I would call him back after I talked to my boss and made travel arrangements.

He called me, thank God.

I have a telephone interview, the final one I assume, tomorrow at 1:30pm.

Looks like I'm still in the running.


K.Z.

Not the Best Start

Sunday night: The nastiest migraine in a long time. I felt like having someone put a gun to my head and pull the trigger just to make it stop. Or use a drill. Or have the Hulk reach in and yank out my brains.
I was nauseous too. Wanted to vomit but couldn't.
Suffered a nice chunk of the night. So forget morning classes. NOT going to happen.

It's the last week of classes. We're almost to the end. It's definitely time.