When we started the process of moving out to California, I hadn't hoped to find the perfect job right away. We had planned for me to get the first possible job, whether it be nannying again or barrista-ing at an S-bucks, whatever that "first" job was going to be I wasn't planning on loving it. The only real criteria for a job was that it be close by since we're now a one car family (plus a scooter that I'm only brave enough to ride on with my eyes closed and my arms wrapped tightly around my hubby).

I applied for the job at the center because it was close -- though I didn't know how amazingly close until they called me for an interview -- and it wasn't retail or coffee, working with infants wasn't at the top of my list either, but it was closer. Then by accident, or luck, or something more divine I landed the kindergarten job and I'd been eagerly waiting to start working.

My wait ended yesterday and it was more perfect than I could have imagined! I'm told things are a little tougher during the school year (we're just doing a summer transition camp for the kids coming into kindergarten) but I doubt it will be that bad. The school is on a team teaching model and I will be the third teacher in the classroom which means the student to teacher ratio will be less than 10 students per teacher! To illustrate how amazing that is: public schools run on a 20-30 student per teacher ratio, and when they're kindergarteners that number can seem to double. Aside from the wonderful ratios, all the people I work with are lovely! They let me know that they're here to help me learn and grow as a teacher and not to worry about my future because with this job on my resume I'll be set.

I have no idea what the future holds, I'm honestly not even thinking about it. I just know that right now things are perfect and I'm savoring every little bit of it.