Have I mentioned how not patient I am?
No? Well then, let me tell you.
I am not patient. I hate waiting. And waiting for big things, is even worse. Thanks, Mom. Your impatience has rubbed off.
So, the interview.
It happened. I think it went well, but it’s rather hard to decipher smiles and people taking notes about everything you say. It’s rather intimidating.
And while Beth believes in me, I am not so sure about this drama department duty as well. Not only would I be a new teacher with two preps- meaning I have LOTS of planning since I don’t have years of material behind me, I have KTIP, which is more work- observations, units to plan, lessons to be scrutinized; all the fun perks of being a new teacher, and add casting, rehearsing, and directing a school play?? Not so sure.
To put into perspective, since some of you may think, “Hey, it’s a school play. No big deal. Throw it together.”
The teacher whose position I would be filling, left teaching to go pursue her acting career. Also, the school did Les Miserables in the spring. What high school does Les Mis??? And from what I’ve heard, it was fantastic.
They adore their theater department. I would be more than happy to help out, but I’m not sure I want to be the one in charge, at least not yet.
So we wait.
I’m supposed to hear something by the end of the week, but we all know how that goes.
I’ve decided what happens, happens. If I get offered the job, then I will work my ass off this next year and try to figure out a way to get it to work. If they pick someone else, then it wasn’t meant to be and I’ll figure something else out.
So that’s where we are people.
I wore hair half up and I wore the glasses. I decided once it was all put together, the glasses looked good with it all. A girl I graduated with was also interviewing, so we shall see what comes of this.
Working on pictures of the apartment and the wedding. There are a TON!
Thank you for all the support and kind words. It means a lot.
Also, I think my husband is in love with Lance Armstrong, but that’s for another day….