I Guess I'm Going

The first house made the house in Big Rock look like the Hyatt Regency. Horrific! Can't even describe how bad. Rent was $475 for a place with no fridge, no stove, and that was literally falling apart. It looked like the person who designed it was a raging moron. Really, really, tiny and totally dilapidated.

I got back from Salina at about 7:00 this morning. I haven't had a cigarette since Rochelle. Mom came home from Janelle's (where she's dog sitting) and traded cars. I haven't a clue why, though. All of my stuff is still in her car. She hasn't returned a single phone call during my own trip.

I started crying this morning and I can't stop. I don't want to do this, but I need a damned job. I just keep thinking that I can wait this out for, what, 9 months. And I'll only actually be there for, like, 8 months. Denver is only a 5 hour drive. I can be home in 10 hours.

Kansas is really beautiful -- I mean, it's not the Minnesota/Wisconsin border or anything, but it is rather pretty. I thought it was going to be corn fields like Central Illinois. But not at all. They have huge rolling hills with what are almost like bluffs (only way, way shorter) all the way into and out of the State -- at least from from the East.

I found a little duplex that is owned by one of my coworkers. She is very sweet. Her mother actually owns is but her mother is almost 80 and Jane has PoA over her mother's financial stuff. One of Jane's brothers is also involved and it seems he will do most of the work around the house. I really hope they are going to clean up the back yard, though. It's little and way overgrown -- no real place for Lia-Pia to potty until they take care of that. Once that is cleaned up, there is a fence all along the back and the side of the yard that if I put a 5 foot piece up would be a full fence. I don't think, though, that the yard is maybe about as big as my bedroom in my Mom's house.

1708 Pershing St., Salina, Kansas 67401.

There is a park around the corner that people always walk their dogs in, I guess. Cool. Looks like we will be getting some exercise.

I met my department chair, one of my fellow English teachers, two of the Assistant Principals, and a Special Ed teacher (my landlord). I found a house right my my school. I toured the school and my classroom. I have my own and don't have to share. I get tenure right after my second year. LIKE I'M STAYING THAT LONG!!!!

I have to do this. I really have no choice.

My rent is only $475 a month! Yeah!