Apartment to Myself...OH! And a Job!!!

First things first. Living alone is AMAZING! Don't tell my roommates I said that, but it's so true. It's nice to have everything exactly where you want it and to not have to worry about who's dirty dishes are sitting out. THEY ARE YOURS! HA!

This week is Spring Break. Yes, Spring Break and I'm spending it alone. My roommates are all gone. One is only an hour and a half away. One in Colorado. Two in Washington (one of which I've never met). And one in St. Louis! But yes. This is my first living alone. It's nice. I can just do whatever. Watch whatever. Walk around naked (If I so choose. I don't think I'm quite at that stage yet. It was just funny to say. HA!). Anyway...I wish BYU-Idaho would let people live by themselves. It would be FABULOUS!

Now, onto the reason I am alone during Spring Break. I HAVE A JOB! Yes...a JOB! J-O-B. Can you tell I'm excited? It's because I am. I have not had a job since my senior year of high school. I know...I'm such a mooch. I have amazing, AMAZING parents who have been supporting me while in school, but I need to not depend on them so much. I got a job during finals week of all times. I know what you're thinking. "Well that was dumb!" And it kinda was. Nothing to too bad. Just a little bit more stressful. Luckily I was very well prepared for my finals so I didn't really worry. It was more of a time issue than anything. My last day of classes before finals went something like this...back to back. Class, homework, class, work, study group, test, study, sleep. Starting at 9 in the morning and finishing at 9 at night. Time crunch! Oh well. I obviously made it through! No harm done.

Now, you are probably wondering what I'm doing for this mystery job. (And if you're not, I'm telling you anyway, so HA!) I work at a daycare! The kids are great! I work with 3-4 year old kids. They are, usually, well behaved. I only have a problem with a couple on a regular basis. The rest of the time they are great. I have 12 of them in my classroom. This job has also made me realize I DO NOT, UNDER ANY CIRCUMSTANCES, want to teach 1st grade or higher. They are so much harder to deal with! And they are so incredibly sassy! I actually got told today that "adults don't understand." It was shocking to me! I've never been the lame adult who just classifies kids as kids and then ignores them, but today I was. Sad huh? I'm only 20! Oh well. They were acting younger than my normal class. If they had bedrooms, I would've sent them each to separate rooms so I wouldn't have to hear them cry. They were both in elementary school! Ah! Anyway, that's my job. I love it. I'm learning what to do in the baby room tomorrow! I'm excited. My baby withdrawal is going to be cured through this job. I just know it.

Now you're all updated. (For the at most 5 people that read my blog!)
Love you all!