Name Change

I'm a first year teacher. Yes, that sentence sends shivers of fear down my spine too. However, I have survived until Christmas break. Today, being the last day of said break, I'm silently screaming that I don't want to go back. I've got a mound of papers to grade, seemingly a thousand more to track down that didn't get turned in before break, and a shiny new diamond engagement ring that signals two things. First, a move to a new town and MORE job hunting after miraculously procuring this job in one of the best paying districts in one of the best paying states for teachers. Secondly, it marks the impending name change to Mrs. Haight. Don't get me wrong, I absolutely adore the man who put this ring on my finger. But, for teachers, Mrs.Haight seems like a death sentence. It's pronounced "hate."
Yep, welcome to my life. I'm not sure what I'll be posting. Ideas for other English teachers to use. Random rants. My love story. Crafts. Planning a wedding on a budget. Workouts. Writing a book. Whatever. Come along for the ride.