Didja miss me?

So, I know it's been a crazy long time since I've written.  Or, as my students would say, "Cray cray."

That's right.  I have students.

My life has taken a schizoid turn to the ... well, I guess I'm not really sure what direction it's turned.  I have taken over, mid semester (almost the end, really) for a teacher who decided that they could not finish the year.  Needless to say, it's been a challenging week and a half.  I feel stupidly overwhelmed, and I really don't know whether or not I want to stay on next year.  I know it would be better for the students to see more of the same teachers from year to year, and I really do enjoy my students, but this is not the life I want.

I don't want to feel tied down.  I don't want to feel obligated. 

I guess there can't really be any better trial by fire than this one, and if I can handle these last few weeks of school, I can handle anything.  I think my biggest problem right now is that I am finishing books that the previous teacher started.

Oh yeah, did I mention?  It's an English job.

I really don't like one of the books.  It's boring.  I am the kind of reader (and teacher) who likes to dig for the deeper meanings, of which this book has none.  Blech.  I really don't want to write the test for this book, because all I can think to ask about are trivial details that no one will care about.



On another note, I thoroughly enjoyed the Tiny House workshop in Texas!  It really helped me solidify my ideas about tiny house living.  Plus, I got to go to IKEA!  I've never been before, and that place is nuts.  Great ideas, and nifty little gadgets!  I had a blast.

So, the final decision as per the tiny house?  I am going to convert a school bus.  I'm not sure when I'll have time to convert said school bus, especially if I am offered and decide to accept a full time position next year, but ... it'll happen.  Eventually. (which is a major reason that I don't want to have a "grown up" job.  I can't do what I want to do, when I want to do it, because I have responsibilities and junk.  Blarg.)