This week I packed up the last of my belongings from my previous job. T picked them up on Friday and brought them home. I don't work there anymore. Since I live so close, it makes my feelings for the place...complex. Yesterday as I walked the dog and baby, I saw kids getting ready for morning football practice. One of them called out to me and asked about the baby, gave me a big smile. It made me smile, but it'll take a little while to get used to the fact that that will not be a part of my life anymore. Of course, that has its merits--no longer will I have to worry that I'll know the cashier at Rite Aid when I have to buy something personal. That has actually happened more than once.
I think the packing brought into sharp clarity that fear I mentioned from my last post--we have a newborn, I'm on unemployment, will we have enough to live on, will I become too expensive to hire because I ironically have too much experience....Nope. Can't go down that road. So I will try to look at this as a positive. I feel so lucky that I'm getting this time to spend with my dear little man. I don't regret a day of that. This may give me the chance to try something different, something outside of teaching. And I never quite felt comfortable at my job, honestly. I don't want to get too far into it, but I never felt like I truly belonged. This just gives me new opportunities, and I will try to take advantage of as many of them as I can.