It’s evening and I’m relaxing. These past few weeks have been, as is typical with me, full. I haven’t taken the time to write in this journal, given the demands of real life and the various projects that I’m bringing to close end-of-year.
In my head, I’m in a peaceful place. I made an effort to make a shift in my place of employment…a big risk for me, I think, given that I’ve been in the same place for fourteen years. However, as it turned out, there was no call even for an interview. I was disappointed honestly because it is the first time I’ve been motivated to take this step in fourteen years. My heart was pounding when I went to bed on Sunday night…my curriculum vitae updated…so much to look forward to. And nothing…
I’ve accepted this, but truly have to say that I’m hoping my marking load diminishes for next year. I’m really excited about my painting right now and given that there’s so much that needs to be expressed there, I now need to make it a priority in regards to time and attention.
Tomorrow will hold the grade nine retreat and the next day, the farewell Mass…another group of grade nines will be leaving me. The end to another school year!