I’m realizing as time goes on my mind is being toss some times in so many directions, I’m beginning to think I might be losing it.
Life has been a challenge over the past eight-teen and half months. Losing my position at a school where I’ve spent twenty-five years of my life has made me a little scattered. I came from an age where you worked at a place until it was time to retire. I loved my school, however, I got caught up in someone’s error; and now I find myself without a school home. I’m scared because I have to start job hunting and things have changed so much since I started teaching. Oh well, I’ve sent out my cover letter and resume to eight schools, I hope I get a bite. I have a lot to offer to a school and I still love working with kids; now they might be younger than my middle schoolers. Okay let the challenge begin.
My sister asked me what would do if I couldn’t teach. I was stuck on this one. I mean I would love to work with people who wanted to learn how to quilt. I have long since realized that quilting is my passion. I still need money to take care of shelter and I also still have the dream of owning a bed and breakfast inn. Money, money….damn I need to replace the dollars I took out of my pension to survive.
