I'm joining Helene and Taylor today in their #Blogtober14 party - mostly because I was getting jealous of all the fun posts yesterday for day 1. That and I couldn't come up with anything else to write about today. When in doubt, use somebody else's ideas for your post, right?
I have this tiny, little goal in my head that I'm going to blog every single day this month but I've never actually said it out loud or told anybody about it. So I'm not even going to say it right now because as soon as I say "I'm going to blog every day this month", I won't do it. Some things are weird like that. So I'm just going to keep it a tiny, little goal in my head for now and we'll see how it goes. I mean, how hard can it be?
I have wanted to be a teacher for as long as I can remember. Actually, I also wanted to be a figure skater. I dreamt about how my brother and I could be partners and make it to the Olympics - we'd dance across the ice to music; he'd throw me in the air; you know, all that good stuff. I blame it on my mom - she never signed us up for figure skating class. And my brother was more into checking other guys in to boards than gracefully dancing across the ice with his sister. Wow. Anyway.....
I can't remember a day when I didn't want to be a teacher when I grew up. I loved school. I even loved playing school with my friends when we weren't at real school. I first imagined being an elementary teacher - fourth or fifth grade. I changed my mind a bit during my senior year of high school because I loved the AP Calculus class I was taking - yes, yes, I am a math lover. So I went to college and chose Mathematics Education for my degree.
Me on my first day of teaching. Do I even look old enough to teach high-school?! Holy Hannah, I was nervous.
I graduated with that degree and got a teaching job the following fall teaching math to grades nine through twelve. I liked it - it was A LOT of work but I did like it. But I felt like I was looking for something more - or maybe just something a little different. I was newly married (Parker and I got married 3 weeks after my first teaching job started that fall - talk about stress!) and I felt like all I did was work. I know that that gets better with time for teachers. The more you teach, the more prep work you've done, so each year does get just a little bit easier. But I still didn't feel like it was quite the right fit for me.
I caught myself envying my friends who were going to a business-professional setting everyday. I also envied my nurse friends who got to wear scrubs everyday but that career-change would have required quite a bit more schooling. I started job-searching, just a little bit - I didn't tell many people; I was just looking for fun for now. I spent a lot of time working on my resume and applied for a few Corporate Trainer positions.
Then my dad asked me if Parker and I would ever be interested in moving to open the newest location for their company. We'd both be provided jobs at the lumberyard and a place to live. To make the end of this story short, we accepted and that's what we've been doing for the past 2 years. I've be in charge of the bookkeeping side of things, managing the inventory, and training in new employees - honestly, it's right up my alley. When I move back to Fargo in November (remember Parker is already there), I will be the Project Manager for implementing our new computer system - a job that requires organization, problem-solving, and training which are all the things that I miss about teaching!
Isn't it funny how things work out? 3 years ago I never would've told you this is what I'd be doing right now. Just like I don't know what I'll be doing 3 years from now. I don't even know what I want to be when I grow up! But I look forward to seeing where I end up because sometimes things just work out. Life sure is a fun ride.
Are you doing something different than you ever imagined?