Saturday, August 20, 2011
Not to Be.
If you know me at all, you know that I am a big ol' chicken most of the time. I don't like roller coasters. I don't like scary movies. I don't really like surprises of any kind. Spur-of-the-moment, I am not.
I keep waiting for my "wild phase of life" to begin. You know--the skydiving, spontaneous trip to India, navel-piercing portion--but it just hasn't kicked in yet. Maybe I'll get there once I'm a granny. I imagine myself saying things like "I'd be happy to watch the grandbabies, but I have my belly dancing class that night" or "Sorry I can't help out with the ice cream social. I'll be at Sturgis that weekend."
Anyway...as much as I don't like roller coasters and surprises, it seems like that is all life has been offering up lately. In my last post, I wrote about a job prospect. To make a long story short: I was offered the job, but then the school district was unwilling to wait for me to obtain temporary certification so they rescinded the job offer.
I am alternately disappointed and relieved.
Disappointed because: It would have been great to gain new experience in the field in which I studied (school psychology) and the additional income would have been great.
Relieved because: I wasn't ready to jump into a new job at the same time that C started to school; The job was 40 miles away and that would have been hard on C, me, and my car; The job was in a different school district than the one C attends and the schedules were quite different--we weren't sure how we were going to make it work when C was out of school, etc.
So I am leaving the amusement park and reverting back to my original plan. This fall I will enjoy some quiet time while J and C are at school, teach my classes part time, volunteer at C's school, take my certification exam and get certified, and keep an eye out for a job that will fit just right.
It's out there, right?