Neola love

I've been an absentee from the blogger world lately.  Honestly, I'd rather spend time hucking bouncy balls down the hall or having screaming matches with my nephew.

I started a new job today.  I was planning on taking subbing jobs wherever I could within the district.  I had booked 7 out of 30 teaching and was praying that was going to increase.  It did.  Friday I got a call asking if I'd be a long-term substitute in the Special Ed department at one of the smallest elementary schools in the district--to be the sub for the aid.  I said yes and set to finding a sub for the 7 days I had already booked.  It's a guaranteed job for the next 30-44 school days.  Which is half of the days, I am planning on subbing.  It's kind of like job security, that I'll be working at least that much--definitely a prayer answered.

Every day I look out my kitchen window I'm so grateful for the little patch of land we call home in Neola.  It's definitely a little slice of heaven slapped onto this earth.  (Random trivia of the day: Neola isn't even considered a town my the United States--it's a census designated place)

I'm anxiously waiting for Wednesday.  I've been struggling with sleep since I was told that my call was sent.  I'm so happy, excited, ready but scared and worried out of my mind.  I am ready to know where the Lord wants me and start preparing materially. I'm trying my best to prepare spiritually but I definitely could improve--for sure.