Well…it’s not really. At least if you’re on my Facebook it isn’t breaking news anymore.
So, remember a couple of weeks ago I was all excited saying something awesome might have happened but I wasn’t going to say it yet and that, no, I wasn’t pregnant?
Well, I’m still not pregnant, as far as I know.
But the exciting news is that I’m not with little kids anymore. I was working in an elementary school from the beginning of this year in one of the districts near me, despite being a self-proclaimed high school counselor. The district placed me as a new counselor where they needed someone, so I got put with elementary school students. Elementary schools are so far out of my comfort zone, they’re almost not in this world to me. I’m not the cutesy, goofy voiced, “Let’s sit on the carpet and read a story” kind of person. So, because of that I had intentions of transferring to a high school within my district for next year and just waiting it out this year.
About three weeks ago, I got an email from a friend that I got my Master’s with who was the School Counseling Director at a private high school I interviewed with over the summer (long story, but I didn’t accept the position at the time) saying that the person they hired didn’t work out and if I’d be willing to still take the position. I said I would but it would have to be….yadda yadda, a couple terms that I had. The President of the school was willing to meet those terms, so they asked if I’d take over for the rest of the year and into the future.
I’m like….HELL YES, I’LL DO IT!!! It meant having to do a lot of paperwork for resignation and leave of absence (because they wanted me sooner than my contract end date) and getting moved out of one school and into another but so worth it.
I went from being the only counselor in an elementary school with 650 kids, to a high school where there is another counselor (whom I love and got my counseling degree with, so we know each other) and a total of 300 students, so I have about 150 to myself. It’s so nice. I can’t even begin to tell you. I am so much happier to go into work in the morning. I’m having to re-learn some of my High school stuff because it’s been almost a year since I’ve done it, but I don’t care. It’s making me enjoy being a counselor again because I actually feel like I can make some sort of a difference here. When you’re the only counselor to 650 high needs kids (it was a bad area, lots of poverty, neglect, and abuse) you don’t really have the time to do what you feel you need to do. It just felt like I was running trauma care most of the time; there was nothing preventative. But now I actually have the ability to do something and that feels great.
I’m excited. I’m back in high school. YAY!!!