First Job! Or: The Shenanigans Surrounding Sarah

I finally got a teaching job, and of course, it's been anything but normal. I'd been living in Ohio since late January, nannying and applying for teaching jobs. In mid-August I was ready to give up and move back home to Jersey. I was in a not-so-good nannying job and getting no bites from the schools I applied at. I had just moved into a new apartment when I decided to move back home. My parents were already coming out to Ohio and they were going to help me pack up and move out again. Rented out my new apartment, and didn't bother to even unpack my things in the first place. Of course, a day later I began getting bombarded with calls and e-mails from schools in Ohio. They weren't kidding about public schools hiring late!

I interviewed with a school in the city two days before my parents left to come out here. The interview was for an inner-city public school, where I really wanted to work. Interview on Monday, schools starts Thursday. They waited until Tuesday night to call and say that I was hired. Now that I'd rented out my apartment. I had one day to get my classroom ready, come up with lesson plans, and get all my paperwork done in at the headquarters downtown. Oh - and find a place to live. 

While I taught my second day of tenth grade English, my parents found and rented an apartment for me (I didn't have time or the choice to see it first) and we spent all day Saturday and Sunday moving me in (forget planning week two of teaching!). And that is how my incredibly insane fall started. O.o