I just had a conversation that might just possibly lead to a decent-paying, permanent, full time gig in the city I adore.
It’s not a teaching gig.
Ooog. I tell you this three times, and what I tell you three times is true: I don’t know, I don’t know, I don’t know.
Update with more information-shaped things now that I’m not in the office: I’ve been trying to get my teaching license for THREE YEARS. Of those three years, I’ve spent 16 months at this gig. Been called back twice. And every time I’m back, a new position opens up that pays about the same as teaching, and I’m GOOD at this job and I like working here.
Butbutbut, it’s not teaching.