The Finish Line

Friday, June 4th will mark the end of my first year teaching first grade. I survived it with a few scratches and bumps, but otherwise it was a success! The class will be looping to second grade with me, and all my parents have requested to stay with me. This is a great vote of confidence for me.

The end of my tenure as a renter is also drawing near. My year of transitioning has also been complete. After being forced from the home I so lovingly built for my family, I embark on an adventure of creating a new one. One would never think this "city girl" would be living on horse property. Remodeling a home was something I associated with living "back east" but here I am scraping paint off my arms.

I thought the changes and constant state of unbalance would cease at my decree. In many ways, it has just compounded as I navigate these murky waters.

Keep Piling It On

I have the official countdown to the end of the school year memorized. Each day is ticking down closer to summer, and you would think some peace would be coming to me. Just the opposite seems to be occuring. The last day of school is like a deadline for a writer. The last projects must be completed. The grades are to be calculated. There is no tommorrow for my first graders. They will be moving on to second grade, and onto another teacher. The checkout list is long and daunting and particular to almost every detail imaginable. The sand is falling into the other part of the hourglass, and I'm about to fall through it as well.

New Place to Call Home

I am officially, again, a homeowner. After a month of hoop jumping and some last minute requirements met, I have purchased a home. When I moved to Arizona some 5 years ago, I swore I would only own a new built home with granite countertops. Wellll....see how quickly this changes. I just bought a bank-owned property built in 1995. Granted this is considered new to my friends in New York, but is quite an oldie here in AZ. But the lure of this home was too great. First the price was too good to pass up. Secondly, the property. I have always wanted to own more than a "plot" of land. Now I have an acre and a quarter. Location was another big draw. Closer to main shopping, still in Chandler schools, but surrounded by other acreage was a boon. There is a quite privacy I couldn't imagine in the tightly controlled HOA communities. And a novelty for AZ, a basement! Since this house is an "old" one, it doesn't have a history of water problems. It needs TLC, paint and such. And no, no granite. But it is on my list of things to do to make it MINE!