“We all want to break our orbits, float like a satellite gone wild in space, run the risk of disintegration. We all want to take our lives in our own hands and hurl them out among the stars.”
― David Bottoms
|Feet in the Ocean|
It's not that the last six months have been uneventful, I've been keeping very busy teaching my pre-K class, but they've been predictable. Thoreau said "It is remarkable how easily and insensibly we fall into a particular route and make a beaten path for ourselves." I think about this quote every time I feel myself settling down. For better or for worse that nagging pull that mirrors a nicotine fit started as soon as the weather got warmer and I began searching for an escape route. What I found was the career of teaching English as a foreign language. How do poor people travel? We work our way around, so in September I'll be catching the bus own to Boston each weekend to become certified and then hasta la vista New Hampshire!
Yes, I said I'll be catching the bus, which means I still don't have a car. The go go gadget red car is still at the top of my parent's driveway and still runs but isn't able to pass inspection. Apparently if I can let it sit there for another year it will qualify as an antique and won't have to pass emissions, but what are the chances that it will run again after sitting for almost two years by then?
|My single tomato this summer. I'm so not a gardener.|
In other news I've read tons of books this summer but managed to spill laundry soap on my Kindle this weekend and I don't think it can be salvaged. I love that thing so I'll have to dig deep and buy a new one.
So that's it. Lots of teaching, My older kids will be moving on to kindergarten in about a month and I'll gain some new kids. I bike a lot and read a lot and I've been trying to eat Paleo. There will be more updates and who knows, maybe when I make the next move the tuckerbag will be resurrected minus the car.