With my job prospects looking dim, and even the possibility of substitute teaching in the clutches of red tape, I am holding my breath, holding my heart and holding on for dear life. Alas, the lifestyle to which I have become accustomed (room and board) may not be attainable on the spouse's sole educator's salary. Holding so tight, I haven't been moved to prose. Go figure.
“You are what I never knew I always wanted”
12 years ago
4 comments:
I'm feeling your pain and wishing I could shower you with hugs (but you're too far away...)
Let's bite our nails together.... It's sad that the government can't see a bailout for public education. (We wouldn't use it for a retreat!)
Keep writing. Maybe there's a different kind of book in you. I know I love to read what you write snd others do too.
lol,so nice
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