From North OC to South OC

I have been in my new house with my new family for almost one week. The three boys are adorable, ages 5 years, 2 1/2 years, and 8 months old. The parents are welcoming and very sweet. They are also quite humorous.  I have two new pets, Oliver, the dog and Lucy, the cat. I thought Oliver and I were going to be buddies since he slept in my room the first night. Apparently, that was just a fluke as he hasn't slept with me again. 

I somehow managed to break the sink the second day I was here. After I washed my face I reached to turn off the faucet, like any normal person would do. Apparently, I am The Hulk, because the faucet knob came right off and water shot out everywhere. I had no clue what to do, so I started screaming for help. I shouted, "HELP! MICHAEL! MELINDA! HELPPPP!!!" It felt as though I was screaming forever before they came to my rescue. I found out later they thought I was singing, very poorly at that, so they just let me be. Until it was continuous, then they figured they better check on me. Melinda came in first and decided it was best to turn off the toilet water, which makes perfect sense. I mean, water spraying from the sink...better shut off that toilet. I was all for it though. I was thinking, "Look at her. She knows exactly what to do." At least she had a proactive response, as opposed to me standing there drenched in water, water running down my face, screaming, trying to hold a towel over the faucet. A few seconds later, Michael walks in eating an orange. He immediately takes over holding the towel on the faucet, which is still spraying water and says, "Ah, this is the hot water!" He knows exactly what to do though and shuts off the water. The knob was under the sink. I mean, who would've guessed. The boys came running to see what all the commotion was about. Melinda told them it was an emergency. I was thinking, "Greattt. This accident reached emergency status. I bet they sure are glad they hired me as their nanny." But all is well. Melinda said, "Welcome to the family!" while Michael joked about how strong I was. This happened last Sunday. The sink is still broken. I am forced to wash my face and brush my teeth in the bathtub or kitchen sink. 

Besides that minor, err major incident, everything is going really well. I hang out with the family all the time. The schedule is working out great. I am still debating on jobs. I would like to start a job soon though. I feel like such a bum not working. I've applied to nanny positions. I am also going to apply to be a substitute teacher. I have to take the CBEST Test before turning in my application though. Luckily, the schools don't start until September here, so I have plenty of time.  

I'm still going on dates with random guys, kickboxing, and just living my life.