In the Dave Ramsey class I’m taking, we have been talking about finding a job you love. Dave prefaced all of this with facts about how, in just two generations, career longevity has changed dramatically. I knew this was true, as I’ve told my seniors every year that they may change their career five to six times throughout their lives. However, until recently, I figured I would be teaching High School English for the rest of my life.

As a young girl, what I wanted to become changed on a daily basis, from librarian to Reba McEntire to bus driver to pro tennis player (yes, for awhile I really wanted to be Jennifer Capriati). Having started my fourth year as a High School English teacher, I am sure I will be a teacher for the rest of my life. However, I’m learning that that doesn’t necessarily mean I will always be in a high school English classroom. I could be in China, teaching college students how to write in English. I could be in Morocco, teaching first graders how to add and subtract. I could be at home, teaching my four-year-old how to read. I could even see myself in an administrative position teaching teachers how to teach.

Wherever I find myself teaching, I know that I will not grow weary of it. Teaching is definitely what God put me on this planet to do. I welcome the changes of subject matter and the new things I will learn along the way. After all, I love learning, and that’s what you do the most when you teach!


Our “New” House

I can’t believe we’re finally here! Mom, Dad, and Emily are mostly moved into the house, which is nearly completed. There is still trim to put up, a loose end here or there, and a few bobbles to fix, but for the most part it’s finished! My parents bought the house in December of 2006. And, three years (and lots of sweat, blood and tears) later, here we are!

Each of my family members had a special role in gutting and remodeling the house.

Dad was the demolition man and the head electrician. He also tackled the plumbing, which I know saved a TON of money! I so admire his ability to understand how mechanical things work and his constant discipline to keep working even when he has already had a full day of work.

Mom is a very creative person, and without her inspiration, the house wouldn’t look nearly as fabulous as it does. She is so good at picking out designs or decor that will look good, and she can find excellent bargains online and at auctions or garage sale. I hope I will have at least half of her decorating sense someday!

Jon has been the main construction man since January when his boss retired from the mechanic industry. When he wasn’t farming, you could find him in here putting up drywall, building cabinets, assembling toilets, hooking up appliances, and just about anything else you can name. His mind works mechanically, too. He is able to do just about anything with his hands when it comes to building and dealing with mechanical things.

David and Whitney painted over 3/4 of the house during the summer of 2009. David has worked for Whitney’s stepfather, Andy, a professional painter for two summers. Their paint job looks amazing throughout the house in the warm colors mom chose. Also, they were willing to try any new thing, such as putting up ceiling wallpaper or ceiling tiles. We wouldn’t be here by this date had they not given up part of their summer to help us!

Emily has been the gopher for three years. I think she is tiring of it! But, I know that she is thrilled to have her own room decorated just the way she wants. She also loves to use the brand new kitchen to bake us her wonderful chocolate chip cookies. She has also learned a lot about house renovations and I know this will benefit her in the future. She has been a big help when she wasn’t busy with school or youth group activities.

I’ve only helped when able to come home from school and my master’s classes. It hasn’t been much, but I have provided as much help as I could. I am glad I made the trip up last week to help move, as Jon and I were able to take the load off Dad’s shoulders (he had a terrible hip pain that day) and help Mom prepare for her jewelry party.

All in all, this project has been a stretching, challenging, fun, stressful, entertaining, and worthwhile project. I’m glad we are able to keep this house in the Fuller family! I’m glad we were able to do most of the wrok ourselves. And, I’m exceedingly glad that, although it’s no longer a farmhouse in Ottawa County in Sherman Township on Windmill Rd., I still have a place to call home.



I haven’t been home since Labor Day. I really miss my family. Just talking to them today made me really excited to go home (besides the fact that I’m going to help them move into our new house in town).

About the house, it is the same

This is a photo of the downstairs in progress.

house my great-grandpa Jettie LeRoy Fuller moved into it in the 60s. He moved from the same house I grew up in on the farm. There is a lot of special meaning behind this move. I’m so excited it’s happening!

Too many words?

How can I have too many words to say? I thought I needed 5000 words for my grammar paper, so when I got to 2400, I felt right on track–halfway finished and lots more to say.  Then, I got to thinking about how this paper (from summer of ’08!) was shorter than the average grad paper. So, I got out the syllabus, and read that I only need 2500 words.

I guess it’s good that I’m almost finished, but I have some refocusing to do! I think I’m being too thorough!! You really can have too many words.

4-Day School Week

This year has been quite a bit easier for me for several reasons: one less prep; no concessions responsibilities; and many lessons and units that I don’t have to actually create–I can just revamp them. However, the biggest factor in the simpler year is the fact that we only have school from Monday to Thursday.

Having Friday off has given me a weekend. Last year, I would spend all day Saturday catching up on grading,  house stuff and bills and cleaning and, of course, resting, and then Sunday at about 3:00 p.m., I would find myself overwhelmed with all the work I needed to do for Monday.

With Friday off, I find myself to be much happier, less stressed, and more organized. It’s a good thing!!

Single Life

The worst time to be single is when it’s 6:00 in the evening on a mid-Autumn day, there’s no food in the fridge, you don’t feel like trying to be creative by using what food there is, but yet you don’t really want to go into a restaurant and sit and eat alone.

However, I’m going to look at the bright side of things. I don’t like to go out to eat much (in order to save money), but at least when I need to go out to eat I have the money.

And, I love the Kremee’s chicken fried chicken sandwiches!

Question today from one of my students: “Did you ever want to write a book?”

I have before. I still do, particularly when I leaf through my Creative Writing notebook from college and read Dr. Gannon’s notes on my writing. One of them was: “You are ready for full-blown stories.”

I’ve always thought it would be neat to write a biography of Dr. Eva Gilger, a woman from my hometown who went as a missionary to Kenya and started a girls’ school, which is still up and running. Missionary stories can be so inspiring. And, it’s amazing to think about a lady from our small corner of the world doing something that big!

Or, a story about life in the late 1800s and early 1900s. Imagine the changes those people saw, with cars, planes, cameras, and radio. It must have been overwhelming. Yet, they may have been too busy with their daily lives to notice much. A snippet of news from my hometown paper in the 100 years ago section stated “Mrs. Charles Fuller” had collided with a motorcycle as she drove her buggy down the road. Can you imagine??????!!!!!!