Here, I will invoke the powers that will guide, disrupt, challenge and inspire me as I hack it out beyond my comfort zone.
MAST called to say there was probably going to be an opening in the haunted position of Activities Director this coming school year. Another hat that I could easily wear, assuming MDCPS-S--having banned any sort of certainty for me--would allow my Alma Mater to actually hire me.
I politely declined, reasoning that 1-it's not a certain offer and 2-it's not exactly a subject I could "teach."
I believe in patience, sure, and I suppose I could handle the responsibilities that come with running every single school function for a year while the school board gets its act together.
Unfortunately, most faculty vacancies are being filled with surplussed administrators, and I don't feel like putting off my wild, irrational dreams while waiting for the chance to work a "dream job."
So Saturday morning, I'll leave with two suitcases, a strict budget and a stomach twisted with nerves. A cozy sublet awaits.
