Life has definitely moved along.
My road to becoming a teacher is moving both slowly and quickly...in the sense that applications have been sent, interviews have been done...all there is now is the waiting game.
Those who know me...know this is NOT my strong point.
It has been driving me mad.
Day after day my family await my main question of the day..."Any letters?"....
They don't answer any more as they know the one to give me the bad news gets the whining and moaning of, "Where...IS....MY....Letter!!"
Its not the idea that things take time and not everything can fall in my lap when I clap my hands, its the sheer feeling of lack of control that grasps me round the throat. I'm a person that likes to know what's going on. I like change, but if I don't have enough time to plan for the possibilities of sed change it just...scares the shit out of me.
Because you see, the moment I know, either way good or bad, I can just carry on, but its that point in limbo, where you cant plan any further for the possible career you dreamed off, or the plan B, and when it gets to a point where your brain has convinced yourself its not going to happen, you STILL cant do anything because you don't have....Closure.
I await you, closure.
I'm waiting.
Patiently.
Honest.
