Summer's Over

Well, I'm back. They say that time goes faster as you get older, but I think it's really just that summer keeps getting shorter. I realize that most of you who read this will have little sympathy for someone who gets summers off, but allow me to vent.

There's this old saying about the 3 best things about being a teacher: June, July, and August. Maybe it used to be true, but yesterday (August 2nd) was my first official day back at work after getting out of school on May 30th. That's 8 weeks plus a little. When I was a kid, school didn't start until the last week of August, and we usually got out around May 20th. Now...well it's just not the same.

I'm not saying I want to trade jobs with any of you; I love my job, and I know the benefits I get as a teacher are fantastic (besides, Ann Coulter says I get paid more than I deserve for warping young minds with my liberal claptrap); I just miss my summer break.

I'm back, and I'll try to post often (you know, once a week at least).

Disappointment

Having never been turned down for a job in my life, I figured I was just about due. This morning, I called the man in charge of hiring for my even-dreamier-than-my-current-dream-job job (mostly because I was impatient), and they have a candidate on a visit to the institution and they have offered him the job. I can't imagine that he won't take it (or that I would be next in line if he were to turn it down), so I think this is my first rejection (ignoring of course a litany of turn-downs from girls).

I am, of course, disappointed but resolved to be content with what I have many times declared to be a dream job - I get to teach fun classes, coach a sport I love, and influence young men and women in the most important aspects of their lives. I pretty much knew this was coming, and I can't say that I hadn't daydreamed that I would be the successful candidate for this, but here I am, nonetheless.

Thanks to all of you for your encouragement and support.