So, I'm leaving Arizona. For good. Forever. Good Riddance.
I sold the condo this month and close on April 12th and then move to Chicago on June 5th. I am so excited that I can't stand being here any longer, and yet I am so terrified that I'm trying not to be paralyzed by it. I have put in applications to 6 different districts and have not gotten a single call or e-mail and am leaving in less than two months. I. have. no. job. This scares me. I really truly feel like this is the right move, so I'm just going to have to trust that all my hard work will pay off and I will be able to find something quickly this summer once I get there. Needless to say I have checked out, something I told myself I would never do.
That's where Joanna comes in.
She is my angel who started student teaching in January and now has complete control of my class. I seriously don't think I would have made it through this semester without her. She has been an angel. I have spent the last two weeks packing up my room, lesson planning for after AIMS and filling out applications. Is this what it's like to have a 9 - 5 job? I guess karma does exist . . . .
