consistently inconsistent

My blog has turned into the journals I had when I was little: I would get so excited and write for pages, and then it would lay on the shelf for months at a time. There's no point in saying I'll try to update more often--it'll happen when it happens, and I just have to deal with that.

The most major development in my life since my last post is that I was laid off from the coffee shop, which freed up about 40 hours per week. My last day was February 12th, and my life has improved amazingly since then. I was simply not cut out for waking up every weekday morning at 4:30, dragging my butt to the T to get on the first train downtown, and smiling for the next eight hours. I would fall asleep between eight and nine pm most nights; I had absolutely no social life; I hardly ever got to hang out with Mr. P, and when I did I would complain about my annoying coworker (codename Dwight).

I'm not completely unemployed, which would probably make me just as crazy as being over-employed. In January I began teaching science at preschool and elementary schools who have after-school enrichment programs. I teach five classes, four days a week, at three schools in the suburbs of Boston. The kids are absolutely amazing, and I really hope that they learn at least a little each week that will come in handy sometime down the road.