Tuesday, August 17, 2010

If a real fire alarm went off, I would have no clue

So completely unpacked and moved into my new house (and old convent). My bedroom and office are unpacked and are awesome, so there. The house is a mess so a few of us living here have spent the past few days cleaning like crazy. It seems like in the ten years this house has been used as a PACT house, it has never been fully cleaned. So that's fun. I been opening cabinets and closets and finding the most random crap. In one of the drawers I was cleaning out I found torn up construction papers, pine cones, walnuts, leaves, sharpies, and a clock. Random.

Anywho, started wearing another heart monitor. I have the amazing opportunity to wear this one for 30 days. I'm so excited. When the things goes off, it first sounds like a truck backing up, then a fire alarm, and then a tea kettle whistling. This is gonna be awkward when it goes off when I start teaching.

Speaking of teaching, I'm starting a new blog (I will keep this one but I don't think I'll update as much). But it's gonna be all about my first two years teaching and the crazy and weird stories that happen. Check it out.

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