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Monday, September 7, 2015

Week one

It's been an interesting week, having started my new job.  The drive is longer than I expected because of the three exits which almost always create traffic.  However, the town of Canton is beautiful and I just love being in the elementary school.  These children are hilarious.  There's not much difference yet between the children with developmental disorders and their "typical" peers, and they all get along pretty well and are willing to play with each other.  However, I'm going to have to get used to the amount of tattling, and manipulation that goes on at this age.  The typical children will engage the children who are "on the spectrum" in a game of tag or get handsy with them, and then turn around and tattle when that child accidentally hurts them, neglecting to mention how they started it all and were happily playing with that child one second ago.  Knowing this, I spend a lot of time explaining to typical children that they need to tell the other children when they don't want to play anymore, or if something hurts so the other child can have an opportunity to adjust on their own.  Children at this age have absolutely no concept of cause and effect, so I'll be doing a lot of training on the playground.

In knitting, I finally wound my Rainboom sock yarn from Zomari Dyelabs and I'm loving it.  It looks like a rainbow/black sock in this photo but it's really more of a gun metal gray.  The distribution of the rainbow colors is really pleasing and I love the yarn base.  I'm looking forward to wearing this pair.  I'm also knitting steadily on my Dark and Stormy, as it's now my designated Rhinebeck sweater.  I haven't been to Rhinebeck in years and my friends and I are going this year so I need a new sweater.  Plus, this sweater will be perfect for me to wear at school. 

This new job has generated at least one unexpected expense.  I had to go buy a new wardrobe.  My last job required me to wear workout gear and I finally got myself all outfitted for it this summer, only to change jobs and wind up with no appropriate clothing for my new job.  Technically, jeans are allowed but it's pretty hot in my classroom so I needed something other than jeans and tees.  I ended up hitting Old Navy's Labor day sale and getting several pairs of cropped pants and a variety of light weight blouses and knit shirts that should do the trick.  I'm also adjusting to being able to wear a watch, and jewelry, and being able to have my hair down.  This is a while new world in which I'm allowed to dress like a girl.

Monday, August 31, 2015

The more things change, the more they stay the same?

Today was Dante's first day of college.  We got up early and drove him out with plenty of time to make it, only to discover that someone thought it would be a good idea to do road work and close one of two lanes down leading to the college, on the first day of the fall semester.  It took us about 20 minutes to get off the exit, so Dante was about a half hour late for his first class.  Between classes, Alex and I did some running around to get him ready for school tomorrow.  He has a new pair of shoes and found a pair with Velcro fasteners so he's happy. 

After picking Dante up, we chatted all about his first day and how happy he was with the experience.  He thinks he's going to like this much better than high school (I knew he would), and he's already enjoying the free time between his classes.  He told me in the car on the way home about how everyone at the tables in the cafeteria seemed to be sitting with people that they knew but since he wasn't good at making friends, he decided to sit on his own and get online on his laptop.  He met up with some friends later in the day.  Then, when we were home for a few hours he says to me, "So two girls came over to my table and sat down across from me but I didn't know them so I just kept my ear buds in and ignored them.  Do you think they were trying to talk to me?"  (Insert the sound of a face palm here.)  Yes my son.  Two girls came over to sit down at your table because at least one of them thought you were cute, but you completely ignored them so you missed out.  Sigh.

Tuesday, August 25, 2015

Starting a new chapter, as they say

As readers of this blog will know, I've spent the last six or seven years in college finishing up my bachelors and going for my masters degree in psychology.  After all that work, I got my diploma delivered to my by UPS in a flat cardboard envelope, sandwiched between two thin pieces of cardboard.  Not exactly as I imagined it, but at least it's finally here and I'm official.  I officially have a masters of science in psychology concentrating on applied behavior analysis (it even says so on the diploma).  That means that I can sign all my correspondence with M.S.-ABA after my name, lol.  That also means that this year, in Alex's 504 meeting, if anyone tried to give me any grief I can slide this baby across the table and say (ala Steven Speilberg in Austin Powers) "my little friend right here says" I know more than you do about how to treat this disorder.  My dream has finally come true!  lol

Another new chapter is that I recently was hired to work as an ABA Tutor in a school district in Massachusetts for a substantial raise over what I'm getting paid now, with less risk to my personal safety.  And as an added bonus, I'm working with a former co-worker from my days at the bank.  I've been assigned to an elementary school and my hours are almost exactly what I work now.  The schedule follows the school year so I can also have summers off if I so choose.  I've always wanted to work in a school and I've enjoyed my time in the classroom with my current boys, but I'm just getting too old to handle the level of physicality that goes on in there (as evidenced by my season-ending knee injury, lol).  I felt pretty guilty about leaving my room, but some of the other staff members have already moved on and I was about to be reassigned to a different room anyway, so I'm feeling better about it all now.