Today was the last day of the Job, as far as I know. One parent I told that to said, "I've heard that before." It's been a long time coming; my cutting down to part time and then subbing over the summer made me much less of a fixture as before. But I do think this is really it.
Tomorrow we have the meeting where State School will tell me which ghetto I'll be student teaching in, and since a lot of schools around here are starting either Monday or Wednesday next week, I figure I won't be back. To work, anyway; I'll definitely come visit. It was sad leaving my workplace of four years. I will miss those kids and miss the autonomy I had there, for sure. I also got along great with almost every parent, which is nice. It's hard to leave the familiar for the completely unknown, but that's what I'm about to do.
I am also leaving the highest salary I have ever made for exactly no salary for the next twelve weeks. Eep. A little nervous about that, but then, I won't starve. I've got savings. I'll just have to watch my expenditures.
I had a few parents and the Assistant Boss fill out recommendation forms for me. And I nearly, really quite almost, but didn't, ask Extremely Pretty And Literate Young Girl replacement teacher out. I would have, really --- we laugh and talk a lot, and she seems to like me, usually hanging around after her kids are gone and only walking out the door with me at the end of the day --- but I thought about what my living situation will be like for the rest of the year, and thought I didn't really have enough to offer. It's one thing to be funny and nice and smart, but if you don't have money, you're not exactly dating material.
And now, I have to get up at 7:00 a.m. tomorrow, when I've been in the habit of waking at 10 or even 11 (being needed at work only in the afternoons). So I must at least pretend to go to bed early.