Whining ahead. Whining ahead.
I am doing the best I can, but it's only the second week in to this (school teaching and school studenting) and I am running out of time. I have 1.5 hours every other day to write 3 lessons plans and grade 200 papers! On the day I don't have a prep at all, I barely have enough time during lunch to put in my attendance, check 8 million e-mails, go to the bathroom, and hopefully snarf some food so I don't pass out during the next 2 classes. It is absolutely crazy!
In other news, last week James and I literally spent hours of our time trying to help with a sewage backup/flood in 4 of the units in our complex. Luckily it wasn't our house, but unluckily, we are the people on the HOA board who everyone calls in emergencies (and non-emergencies alike). The short end of the story is that a contractor hired by WVC to lay some fiber-optic cable along the street, crashed into a sewer line. The long end of the story involves stinky sewage in homes, ruined flooring, huge messages, plumbers, electricians, backhoes, disaster clean-up crews, and insurance that doesn't want to pay for anything. After 2 days, the plumbing issue was finally repaired, but who knows when this will actually be resolved and the poor homeowners will get their homes put back together. What a mess!!
Today we had a knock at our door and one of our neighbors (not affected by the sewage), who is also James' only counselor in the Elder's Quorum (and has been for months because he can't get anyone else called) came to tell us that his home had been broken into during the day today. We have had a slew of car break-ins in our complex this summer (5 that I know of), but this is the first home break-in. They took all kinds of things from computers and a Garmen, to jewelry and running shoes, and even birth certificates. What a mess! I feel so bad for them.
We joked last week during the sewage outbreak that we were ready to put up a "for sale" sign to get off the HOA board. Now maybe we should move so we don't get broken into. Oh well. I'm only kidding. Yes we live in the heart of West Valley City, but crime can happen anywhere.
We actually contacted a realtor to look into moving (not last week, but several weeks ago). We thought it might be beneficial to look into low home prices to move to a bigger place than ours and one that has a yard. The problem is, according to the realtor who did some research for us, we would be able to sell ours for about $8000 below what we owe on it. I guess we could cushion the hit if we had to, but we don't have to, so we are staying put for now.
We really do like our home and we have put a lot of effort into it, but . . . you know . . . we always think the grass is greener somewhere else.
I do know one thing though, the grass was definitely greener when I didn't teach 4 classes in a row every other day. It makes me tired!
. . . okay, the whining is done now and I will look toward the positive blessings I have in my life (that post would, of course, be much, much longer than this one, but not near as interesting and well . . . I need to get back to my homework.)
I am doing the best I can, but it's only the second week in to this (school teaching and school studenting) and I am running out of time. I have 1.5 hours every other day to write 3 lessons plans and grade 200 papers! On the day I don't have a prep at all, I barely have enough time during lunch to put in my attendance, check 8 million e-mails, go to the bathroom, and hopefully snarf some food so I don't pass out during the next 2 classes. It is absolutely crazy!
In other news, last week James and I literally spent hours of our time trying to help with a sewage backup/flood in 4 of the units in our complex. Luckily it wasn't our house, but unluckily, we are the people on the HOA board who everyone calls in emergencies (and non-emergencies alike). The short end of the story is that a contractor hired by WVC to lay some fiber-optic cable along the street, crashed into a sewer line. The long end of the story involves stinky sewage in homes, ruined flooring, huge messages, plumbers, electricians, backhoes, disaster clean-up crews, and insurance that doesn't want to pay for anything. After 2 days, the plumbing issue was finally repaired, but who knows when this will actually be resolved and the poor homeowners will get their homes put back together. What a mess!!
Today we had a knock at our door and one of our neighbors (not affected by the sewage), who is also James' only counselor in the Elder's Quorum (and has been for months because he can't get anyone else called) came to tell us that his home had been broken into during the day today. We have had a slew of car break-ins in our complex this summer (5 that I know of), but this is the first home break-in. They took all kinds of things from computers and a Garmen, to jewelry and running shoes, and even birth certificates. What a mess! I feel so bad for them.
We joked last week during the sewage outbreak that we were ready to put up a "for sale" sign to get off the HOA board. Now maybe we should move so we don't get broken into. Oh well. I'm only kidding. Yes we live in the heart of West Valley City, but crime can happen anywhere.
We actually contacted a realtor to look into moving (not last week, but several weeks ago). We thought it might be beneficial to look into low home prices to move to a bigger place than ours and one that has a yard. The problem is, according to the realtor who did some research for us, we would be able to sell ours for about $8000 below what we owe on it. I guess we could cushion the hit if we had to, but we don't have to, so we are staying put for now.
We really do like our home and we have put a lot of effort into it, but . . . you know . . . we always think the grass is greener somewhere else.
I do know one thing though, the grass was definitely greener when I didn't teach 4 classes in a row every other day. It makes me tired!
. . . okay, the whining is done now and I will look toward the positive blessings I have in my life (that post would, of course, be much, much longer than this one, but not near as interesting and well . . . I need to get back to my homework.)
2 comments:
I feel your pain little sister.
My first semester teaching, and granted I only did it for the 4th term, I taught 7 of 8 class periods, went a day w/o a prep, and still worked for Auntie Lori and at the USOE when I found a minute.
phew!
makes me tired just thinking about it.
you'll get used to it, right?
Hi Haley --
You will be successful and at the end of it all, you will wonder how you did it all. I am always ready to help when I can -- you know I love writing comments on your students papers.
Mom :)
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