My Life: March 2013

The Job Search

After graduating college at semester last year I spent my spring semester 1. subbing and 2. trying to pass tests to get additional endorsements (English and Health) so I could have a higher chance of getting a job in the same town as my fiancee at the time, Ben. April 2012 included three interviews (Dodge City, Maize South and Clay Center). After Dodge City informed me they filled their position along with Maize South, Clay Center offered me a job in the same school district as Ben. Miracles do happen! I was so happy and excited to really have a job waiting on me the following year and then curveball. I had to teach two sections of freshman english. I was only certified to teach 5th-8th grade English. So the job offer went something like this: We'd like to offer you the job on the condition that you can pass the 9-12 English test. Talk about test anxiety!! I called my mom right away (because she usually can fix anything) and she immediately set me up to take the 9-12 English test in Wichita the following week on the computer. What I have left out is that I had already taken it once (just for an extra endorsement) and was just waiting on my results. So here I am planning to take the same test again before I even know if I passed the first one just in case because I, like so many people, just wanted a job!! While all of this is happening I am also living in a tiny apartment above a liquor store with Ben, subbing, just agreed to coach track and five hours away from my family. I was homesick and stressed.

Methodist to Catholic

In this same month, I was winding down on my R.C.I.A. classes to officially join the Catholic church. I am happy to say I had a great experience at St. Isidores in Manhattan and made me actually love and embrace the Catholic religion (HUGE thank you to Father Keith!). However, that is not to say that I didn't already love and grown up in the Methodist church. There are so many feelings mixed into switching religions that I think it is hard to understand unless you have experienced it. I loved being Methodist and I didn't switch to Catholicism because I thought it was better or it was the right thing to do. I switched to Catholicism because I love my future husband and I wanted us and our future kids to be on the same page and I believed in it. With everything in life it has been something I have had to work at. Some days I realize I have really come to enjoy the Catholic religion. Other days, I feel a little homesick for the Methodist church. I think this is something I will continue to grow and learn about for years to come! I am lucky to be around some great Catholics and Methodists that are understanding. When it really comes down to it though there is one God and I am happy to praise him no matter what religion I am!

April 23,2012: Emersyn Cait Goble (The Highlight of April)

Since I was coaching track in Clay Center, I could only afford to make it home for the weekend (Court was getting induced on Monday) and stay until Tuesday. I remember enjoying a stress less weekend playing with my nephews and anxiously waiting to meet my first NIECE. Court went in monday morning and I woke up, tried to get a quick workout in and rushed to the hospital. I didn't care if she didn't have the baby for 10 more hours. I loved being there witnessing updates and getting to experience what goes into labor. (except the epidural part, shouldn't have looked) It was bittersweet because I knew this was probably the last time I would sit and hang out waiting on my sister to have a baby. When Emy Cait Goble finally came out a dark, little baby girl (we were sure she would come out chubby and pale) I was so happy to be an aunt again. I spent the night hanging out at the hospital, watching Peyton and Easton meet their little sister, eating snacks and chatting with visitors.

The next morning I knew I would only have enough time to go see Emy one more time and then have to head back to Clay Center for track practice. I hated it so much because when Courtney had Peyton and Easton I lived in Garden City. I could see them all the time and watch them grow. I know I am such a baby and most aunts don't just hang out with their nephews and nieces all day, but I was so sad! I remember trying to hold back tears when I had to hand that tiny little girl over to my mom, ran to my car, got in and immediately cried at least half the way back to Clay Center.

The Job

I spent a week living on sparknotes and watching videos of Hamlet and memorizing every poem scheme there was to pass my test. After driving to Wichita with the worst test anxiety of my life, feeling like I was going to throw up while taking it, being sure I was failing it and then unexpectedly the computer saying I passed it as soon as I finished (I thought I would have to wait 8 weeks for the results like the paper test I took the first time) I had a job. Oh, and I had passed the first time anyways as I found out the next day.

It was the end of track season in Clay Center and I had met so many great people. I was really starting to get used to this small town. I think maybe because it reminded me alot of Valley Center. Although I wasn't as close to my family as I wanted, I was going to have a job in the same district as my husband and now I could concentrate on my wedding that was less than three months away. I thought everything was falling into place, but then came May.

Thursday, March 28, 2013

Interviews, Religion, Baby and Job.

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