It’s the first day of spring break technically, and typically that means sunshine and blue sky. Well not here, it’s rainy and a little thundery too. And right now my mood matches the weather outside.
School was good, a half day easy enough. The kids finished some writing from the week and we ended the day with a drawing lesson. I was feeling good about everything, leaving for Boston late tomorrow night and a chance to not think about long vowels, pencil sharpening, and when you should use a comma.
Then, I came home. Dad and I were sitting on the couch watching an old movie on TV, pretty typical behavior for us and then he got a phone call about the potential for job openings here in the district next year. After he got off the phone, he proceeded to tell me about a colleague of his who has family looking for teaching jobs in Portland and how they are on a 2 year waiting list just to sub and that there will more than likely be a good chance for me to get hired here again next year. And in response, I reminded him that I don’t want to live here, and so he started suggesting nearby cities that I could live in instead, and I told him again that’s not what I want to do. And he responded well I just don’t understand why you would want to move away from a job here, and not in the nicest way.
Now, I’m feeling like crap. I thought parents were supposed to be supportive. I know it’s risky, I know I may be turning down opportunities to work here but it’s not where I want to be. I’ve tried it here, I have no life. I feel like it’s just passing me by, I go to school, I have play practice, I have YL but I don’t really have any connections with people. It’s just nothing.
I’m so tired of feeling lonely, and like an old lady who hangs around the house all the time. This year especially has been really hard, in a job that I’m not necessarily crazy about and trying to make the best of that situation. And now, I feel like if I do go through with this plan to move with my sister my dad is going to be really mad at me and our relationship will suffer. I understand why he’s worried, I get it. But can’t he see my side too? I just don’t know what to do, I can’t make everyone happy. And for once, I’m trying to figure out what would be the best decision for me, and I’ve thought about it a lot and I really think this is it. So maybe I won’t be a teacher for a while, I can deal with that. I can get another job. I know I’d be fighting for a job pretty much anywhere, and yes leaving a district I’ve worked in may not be the best career move but isn’t there more to life than work…it feels that over the past 2 years that’s all I’ve really had is work. And I want more than that.
Here’s hoping the rest of break is better than day one.