Day 30: DONE!!! Yay!!

I am sooooo glad to be done with this! Wearing the same thirty items for the past month has really been wearing on me (no pun intended). It's been over a week since I wore my last outfit and I find myself gravitating back to these pieces even though I'm dying to wear ANYTHING else!


I think one of the biggest problems I have is that most of my items were "work" clothes so that I could get dressed quickly in the mornings. So after a month of wearing "work" clothes, all I want to wear are jeans, t-shirts, leggings, and mini-skirts. However, this poses a problem when I actually need to go to work. 


Speaking of work...I have a job again! Yayness! I'm teaching eighth grade Algebra and Science. The position is for the rest of the year (for sure). It's actually a bit of a bummer because the teacher I'm taking over for is really great. He's got a lot of the same teaching style that I do. I'm glad to have a job, but it would be great to pick his brain and collaborate on lesson planning since he's been teaching for five years.


Back to complaining.


I want to apologize for my radio silence. I've been at my new job for two weeks and they have been a crazy two weeks in deed. Week one was spent just trying to get the class going. The second week (this week) has been minimum days all week. Folks, I HATE minimum days. They are a nightmare for teaching because they throw off my whole rhythm and schedule. Not to mention that the kids are all antsy because they know that they're getting out early. Also, I'm helping to coach the eighth grade pentathlon team. Last year I coached seventh grade pentathlon. I don't know why I keep volunteering to do this. I feel like I'm completely lost and a terrible coach.  But the kids are having fun, and that's the most important part. Right? Or maybe I'm just a glutton for pain. Yep. That might be it too.

So, I don't think I'll be taking on the 30 For 30 again. The only time I might consider it is if I get 30 brand new pieces of clothing that can be remixed into several outfits. Then I might do it again so I can break in all those new clothes!


I am proud of myself for sticking it out though, even if I did hit a few bumps along the way.

Well, Hello There!

Ok, so this is my first blog post. I’m already nervous and I haven’t even written anything of note yet.
I’m Reggie. Well, it’s Regina, but don’t call me that unless that’s what you have written down on some official piece of paper in front of you. I’m a teacher. I was a middle school teacher for two years and I *loved* it. Thanks to the California state budget crisis and poor financial management on somebody’s part, I got a slip in a lovely shade of pink. Now, I’m a substitute teacher. I’ll tell you how that’s going later.
I like to write. I have notebooks, upon notebooks filled with ramblings and writings of all kinds. Sometimes I let other people see these notebooks and they tell me that they like what I have written. So, in an effort to save trees and be more extroverted, why not just put my notebooks online? Well, at least start a new one and put it online.
So, the name. I *hate* naming things. Dogs, cats, essays, stories, you name and I can’t. I’m really not a poetic person and I’m not very good with creating metaphors. I like things to be straight forward and to the point (that’s why I like math so much, but I’ll get to that later). I sat here at my computer for over three hours with that little screen that asks for your blog’s name and what you want the address to be. I stared at the screen for a while and thought about what I wanted my blog to be. It doesn’t really have a purpose other than for me to vent out my thoughts. So, naturally, I thought, “Hey, I’ll call it ‘Vent’ and it’ll be cute and trendy!” But, alas, it is not cute or trendy. It just sounded like I was trying to be cute and trendy. For over three hours I combed through my favorite books, stared at myself in the mirror, read through my facebook postings, read through my email, and even looked through some of my old notebooks. I found NOTHING.
Then, in one of my newer notebooks (a purple one that was a gift from a lovely friend), I found the definition of serendipity. I wrote it down while I was watching the movie (John Cusack is the male equivalent of Sandra Bullock, Meg Ryan, and Julia Roberts all wrapped up into one!). I really like that word; it makes me smile. Serendipity means “a fortuitous accident.” While thinking about how much I liked that word and its meaning, I also thought of what a disaster this blog thing was going to be. Why not put the two together? Maybe I’ll get lucky/unlucky and this blog thing *will* be a serendipitous disaster.