After searching for months, I finally found a temporary substitute job in Cincinnati. I'm covering a 4th grade class while the teacher is out for maternity leave. Fortunately, my teammates, the kids and the school is very supportive and helpful.
I must admit that despite it being stressful to not have a job, it was nice to take some time to readjust to the US. Looking back, I should have planned not to teach full time my first year back in the states. If I would have planned, saved up more money, and worked part time somewhere, it probably would've made for a better transition. So, if any of you are planning to move back to your home countries, and can swing not working full time for a while, I strongly suggest you take some time 'off' to get readjusted to the reality of home.
Working...ah, it feels good to be back into a routine of work, teach kids and not wear sweat pants everyday (even though that part was not so bad:) )
I'm living with my boyfriend for 3 months since I took this maternity leave position. The adjustment to living together is going well...even with 3 dogs!
Happy Holidays!
Monday, December 27, 2010
Monday, November 8, 2010
It's been awhile
Wow! It's been a looong time since I last posted!
To sum up the first year of repatriating: blue skies, clean air, socially difficult, lots of tears, lonely, blue skies, family, missing overseas friends, crying daily, stressful, appalled by US ethnocentrism, stressful, puppy, dating, blue skies, family, lost job due to economy... And that was only from June 2009-March 2010!
A few things kept me going throughout the first year home in the States. I talked to friends overseas frequently. Of course I would try to vary who I spoke to so one or two people weren't always listening to me bitch about life at home. :) Thanks to all of my friends and family who gave hugs, reassuring words, listened, made me laugh, let me cry while Skyping half way around the world, and helped me to find humor in the trauma of moving home. Some may think that trauma is a drastic word to use for someone who is just moving back to where they came from. However, I believe the word is appropriate since I had never felt as confused, depressed and stressed out as I did the first year I repatriated to the United States. Thank god most of that feeling is subsiding and I'm developing a new kind of normal.
I'm still shocked by what I see on TV or in the grocery store. More on that later.
To sum up the first year of repatriating: blue skies, clean air, socially difficult, lots of tears, lonely, blue skies, family, missing overseas friends, crying daily, stressful, appalled by US ethnocentrism, stressful, puppy, dating, blue skies, family, lost job due to economy... And that was only from June 2009-March 2010!
A few things kept me going throughout the first year home in the States. I talked to friends overseas frequently. Of course I would try to vary who I spoke to so one or two people weren't always listening to me bitch about life at home. :) Thanks to all of my friends and family who gave hugs, reassuring words, listened, made me laugh, let me cry while Skyping half way around the world, and helped me to find humor in the trauma of moving home. Some may think that trauma is a drastic word to use for someone who is just moving back to where they came from. However, I believe the word is appropriate since I had never felt as confused, depressed and stressed out as I did the first year I repatriated to the United States. Thank god most of that feeling is subsiding and I'm developing a new kind of normal.
I'm still shocked by what I see on TV or in the grocery store. More on that later.
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