58/365 Bursting at the Seams

I am bursting at the seams with anticipation, worry, and confusion. 12 years, countless programs and thousands of unpaid hours haven't been enough to keep the husband's job. The principal CHOSE to cut music. CHOSE to cut his program. Nobody wants a teacher to lose a job, but even with one less 2nd grade teacher the school will still offer 2nd grade. But there won't be Senior Chorus, Primary Chorus, Visiting Artists Series, Voices of Paterson, Instrument Ensemble, a Play, a Variety Show or a program for commencement without the music teacher. Will he have a job? Sure. But a dozen years building something from scratch was ignored. Gotta' admit, I'm thinking of a bad word I'd like to call the principal.

Bursting for myself. What will I be doing next year? Next month? Teachers are getting pink slips, and they're not exactly having recruitment incentives. I have an interview at a daycare center on Monday. Today I took an interesting call. The principal of a Title I school in my county received my resume. While she cannot hire from general funds, she is interested in creating a position for a literacy coach. She wants a "right hand" person to model lessons, work with disaggregated data and bring best practices into her school. Because Title I funds this position, she CAN hire. My interview is Wednesday. Good thing I did a little illegal shopping (illegal due to our financial condition) here in Roanoke, VA. I bought 2 suits for interviewing, hence the exploding roll-aboard.

Bursting for my daughter. Her musicianship is improving in leaps and bounds. Her academics? Not so much. She NEEDS an arts school to help her focus. Her audition was almost 3 weeks ago. Is she in? If not, what then? I'm going to need to open the expansion zipper, both on my nerves and on my bag!