It's a scary thought. But I am plunging down. And yet I have no inkling what's in store at the end of that bend. I don't even know where to go.
It's a hot holy week. It's heat is coupled with this itch to find another teaching job next school year.
After deciding to leave one good school for what nobler things I could do in the government and for that illusive second baby, I have tried to do a few things. A few things here and there--that's what I, a mere finite existence could do in moments like this. Of course, I wish I could also prepare my application papers for all college institutions I could possibly teach.Yes, definitely almost desperate. Unfortunately, even the typing of documents and printing them cost more than what our pockets can afford as of the moment. I wanted to go back to public school teaching this time. But nothing is sure. Not one bit. I am praying hoping things will turn out right before June comes.
Above all, I am also dying to get pregnant again hoping a part-time work in CNU perhaps,with God's go signal, would secure me a healthier, stress-free work environment for a baby boy to come soon. Ahhh, why can't success at work and a baby go together?
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