Back in the Classroom
If there's one thing that parenting has taught me so far, it's that you just go with it. Whatever "it" is.
One day, I'm declaring my intent to work part-time in order to devote myself to blogging and my daughter.
A month later, I'm signing a full-time teaching contract.
High school. Three preps. Mid-year.
Because I'm insane.
I'm sleeping less, taking work home, ruminating over problems in my off hours. I have less flexibility during the school year than I did at my previous gig. I'm exhausted, run down, and working my ass off.
But for now, I'm exactly where I'm supposed to be.