Arrival. Boss Fight, Final Form.

It's getting well past the weekend so I want to post something, but it's also getting late in the night, so it will be short. I have arrived in Fairfield. I have been unpacking and throwing out/donating stuff like crazy. I didn't realize quite how much stuff there was left at my Aunt's place. I thought I had beaten the final boss of tidying, but there was yet another, even more ultimate form.



Hopefully this is the last one? I think I don't have any further places where I've got stuff stored. Though some of the stuff there isn't mine, which is more difficult, because I can't throw it out, I just have to box it. And I've got less space to work with, and I'll be working part time and other stuff while trying to tidy/declutter, so yes, this phase of the boss battle is even harder.

But I'm plugging away at it furiously. And so excited for my job. I actually love that it's part-time, and with really young kids. I feel like that is a superb laboratory for learning the core teaching skills, that will be applicable for older children as well, though modified for developmental differences. And having half day's means I get to analyze how the day went and plan for the next day, before I'm exhausted by a full day of teaching. I'm also a fan of the head teachers approach to discipline, which is great. She seems like someone who is thinking along similar lines, which is wonderful as it is in  no way guaranteed, when you start teaching.

I'm getting paid peanuts, but for now at least, I don't care, since the situation is so ideal. Once I feel like I've got the hang of things and I'm generating profound value, I hope they will decide to pay me equivalent to that value. But my plan is, like one of my favorite wise-guys, to astonish, for what I'm getting paid. I want to get so good that they feel compelled to pay me more because of how much value I'm creating, without me even having to ask. We'll see how that plan pans out. I'm not holding onto any specific expectations.