Waiting Room

My life is kind of on hold right now. I'm waiting to figure out what I'm doing so that I can then figure out what I'm doing. Should I go to Chile? Should I stay here in Texas and try to find a teaching job?

Could someone please tell me what to do?!

I've been working as a substitute teacher the last few months and let's just say, it has not been one of my most favorite jobs. I've had high school kids asking me out on dates and a 4-year-old breaking his arm on the monkey bars. Being a sub is particularly frustrating because you never know what to expect each day. And I am one of those people that likes to know what's coming.

I think a lot of people become teachers because they like the sound of their own voice.

And you pick up on the general atmosphere of a school within five minutes of entering the building. Not all schools are created equal.

It's raining today and I'm having one of those lazy days where doing nothing sounds perfect. I'm sure there is something more productive I could be doing but we all know that's not going to happen. So let's get the pajamas back on, break out the ice cream and hope that I get a sudden realization of what I'm supposed to do with my life.

Ahhhh.