Last Monday, I walked into my principal's office and broke the news that I was leaving... for good. Teaching completely...I am done.
Being the big goofy teddy bear that he is, he just laughed. He was so surprised. I mean I don't blame him. Who does this. After almost nine years of teaching, six of them in the same county. Who comes in on a Monday morning in September and says I want out.
I told him this, just as I am telling you: it felt like a break up! I promised him that he would find someone new to fill my shoes because it is a great school to work at, and it is... really. I don't think I would want to teach any place else. The only thing is, I just don't want to teach.
I told him on the record, the drive is too long. (I got married in July and the commute is 45 minutes.)
He jokingly offered to come pick me up in the morning.
I told him off the record, I am done with teaching. I want my life back. I want my dreams back. I don't want all of my emotional energy wrapped up in this job that is not my passion.
Eventually, he understood. He said he was concerned because I didn't have a definite plan. I told him that I would like to temp while I get my head together. Truth is I am starting my own Educational Publishing Company...Scottsa Educational Publishing, but I am too shy to tell anyone what I am doing. It seems so OSTENTATIOUS of an idea, blingy and over the top. And I think it seems pretentious too.
Who are you to do this? So I just keep that to myself, except that I am blogging it to the world.
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