I’ve been working diligently over the past 2-3 months on how I’m going to get back to Atlanta next year. My first goal was just to get out of OK, but as I really thought about it, and particularly at Christmas, I realized I have to go back. I’m not done with it yet. So why the spinning? And interpretting? Because it’s all just so crazy-chaotic.

Maybe I’ll get into Emory or Agnes Scott – Emory’s not looking too hopeful though. Perhaps I could find a job teaching at another private school, but I might go insane if it’s another “Classical Christian School.” I’m not marketable at any public or well established private school because it took me so long to realize what I wanted to do – and therefore my undergrad work doesn’t really support it. My newest problem is that I had a roommate all lined up – and that’s now fallen through. I exist paycheck to paycheck right now, which was going to make doing all of this hard enough anyway, and I’m currently pushing solutions around in my mind. The schools that offer the programs I want are all in cities similar to or even more expensive than Atlanta. Staying here one more year would not help solve my problems (I get paid so little, other teachers think I’m poor).

This is one of those rants I hate writing – I look back at it and it sound rather self-pitying and despairing. Nevertheless, I’m hoping that writing it out will help me see some new solution – or sign (one thing teaching at this place has done, it’s made me try harder to see what God’s attempting to tell me – a rather ironic development, considering the instability of my religious beliefs).