My Teacher Clock

For a very long time when July 4th came around, I would think "summer is half over". I would put things in a little higher gear to get accomplished whatever my goals were for that summer.

Then another thing dawned on me. I realized that when our county fair descended on the whole county, summer -- for all intents and purposes -- was over. It was time to get serious about setting up for a new year at school.

July 4th is long gone and the county fair ended Saturday night.

My teacher clock is just a ticking away, and what difference does it make? I don't have a job. Yet. This school year. Maybe never.

It hurts big time to be in this position. I resigned, but I left a very hurt individual. A job sure would help my self esteem.

But maybe DH will need me because these joint replacements/surgeries were more than he should have tried in one year. Maybe he needs more recovery time, and I should be here for that.

Maybe I need more recovery time from this year. Too much has happened. Maybe I need a year to find me again. I don't know.

But I know that teacher clock is just a ticking away and I don't have a job.