Today was my last day. I feel hollow. But I always do at this time. My life becomes so wrapped up in my job that I don’t know myself and what to do once it’s over. I guess that’s a big part of why I need to move on. I’m subbing tomorrow. I’m not a big fan of subbing, but I figure I need to start taking in income where I can. It’s in Chicago, so it will be quite a drive. And it’s a P.E. position on the same day as a kindergarten ceremony, so if it rains, they won’t even have P.E. I don’t want to drive out there and have to drive home. It’s like praying for a softball rainout.
I have a bad feeling about it. But I have a bad feeling about many things. I’m noticing it even more now. Time to start the visualization practices early. Time to start imagining the best instead of fearing the worst.
I didn’t do my mirror exercise today, but I’m so tired. Early start tomorrow. . . maybe. I’m glad the year is finished. I’ll see my fellow teachers in reading club this summer. I’m sad that I didn’t say goodbye to my students, though. I miss hugging my students goodbye. There are some things I will definitely miss about teaching.