After many hours, and back-and-forthing with the intricate world of CSS, I’m finally publishing this little piece of me. Don’t get too attached, because it might just change. You never know when the Fairy will come and “boom!”, you’re on the machine, trying to make your dream come true.
It’s been a long day, looking at the screen, talking on the phone with various colleagues and employers. My newest employer (one of the many), has given me free reign on this dance program I will be managing in the Massachusetts area. I have a lot of work cut out for me, but it’s a rush right now. She’s easy to talk to, she likes my ideas. And I am dressed to impress! We talked about the gas prices. I’ll be hiring preschool dance teachers to teach this curriculum to munchkins across the state, and preferably teacher’s should have a car. There’s a lot of equipment involved. Sometimes a Boombox, Hula-Hoops, Musical Instruments. The teacher really should have a car.
And so a topic that I’ve been discussing with many friends as of late came up again today while talking with my employer. Do we offer a higher teaching salary to compensate for the rising gas prices? Driving in your car for many people is not the carefree mission it once was. I said, “A good teacher is invaluable, and should we find someone really amazing, we give them what they want.” She’s a bit of a penny-pincher, so we’ll see where this one goes.
My thoughts are not too steady right now. I’m being pulled in a lot of directions right now with preparing for the near future. I have 3, maybe 4, part-time jobs at the moment. It’s overwhelming to think that in one-week my schedule will fit in to tiny little boxes, will only about 2px worth of padding on each side.
Things will worth themselves out, as things tend to do in this life. Sitting on the outside of this back-to-school rush I feel a true calmness in knowing that life will lead us where it may, and the further you stray from the madness of institutions, the more you trust getting to know the truth.