Inside This Mind.

11.04.2006 * 1:29 p.m.
Children aren't as cute as puppies.

I love my job. Is that sick?

Sick or not, I think it's probably an okay thing. I can't give my job up, or I'm not willing to give it up. Not yet.

Yes, school will be done soon. Maybe I'll be subbing somewhere different everyday, maybe I'll get hired as a long-term sub, maybe some freak occurance will hook me up with a full-time teaching position. I don't know for sure, but I intend to be teaching in some capacity between now and fall 2007 when I hope to get my own classroom. So I'll be busy, I'll even be getting paid, but I just can't give up my Saturday job at the veterniarians' office. I can't. I love the people, I love the animals, I love the discount on my pets' veterinary care. When it gets to be too much, I'll let it go, but I'm not ready for that yet.

I'm not ready to let go of the life where I work with animals.