It’s 4:46 am
I can’t sleep.
I keep thinking how totally different my life would be if I got the teaching job. I would start immediately. I would need to juggle this last semester of school with a new job. I would get a huge pay increase, and would not know what to do with the extra money. I will most likely save most of it, since I won’t have time to spend it. I will have the possibility of snow days. I will need to use every second of my spare time to keep from drowning under the work.
I’m also thinking about my old job. Yesterday my boss asked me (if I get the job) if I could come in after school hours to train the person who takes my position. What an asshole! I will need to use my time very wisely, and he wants me to come in, without pay, to train the person who’s replacing me? Ugh. No one trained me when I started working; I had to figure out things the hard way. I keep thinking about that, because it just makes me want this new job more.
Yeah, I’m probably worrying too soon about this, because there’s a good chance I won’t get the job.
