Unpacking

I've started the move-in process; for some reason, this process is less fulfilling to me than the move out process. Right now, everything seems messy and frustrated, down to the boxes that can't get thrown out because we can't find the garbage area. My parents are being amazing, hoelping me move and set up utilities and clean. In these recent days, I do not know what I would have done without them. I get a little homesick for them even thinking about it, to be honest. To make things worse, I'm getting scared about teaching in the fall and wishing that I could see CA right now. I understand this is a once in a lifetime two weeks of working and I get that I'm the one who went to Argentina [click to see photos] before this...but either way, when I listen to him be frustrated, I just want to hug him. And be hugged.

But, I figure that by the 28th of July, when my graduation party is, everything will be better. That's in two weeks. From the 20-22, I'll be in DC [I think]. From the 23-27, I'll be doing this. I just am hoping that the entire two weeks will make me feel happy in my apartment and comfortable in teaching. Starting on Monday, I'll be meeting with Hillary and Deanna, my co-5th grade teachers. I'm completely at a loss for 8th grade. It'll come.

I've heard, over and over, that the first year of teaching is the hardest. The first year of anything has to be the hardest. I feel badly, at times, getting hysterical or nervous on front of CA or other people who have done life before. but, it will all unfold like it should.