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I’m back up!
I stopped by Steve’s yesterday after school feeling completely exhausted and sad and hopeless. I told him I thought I was depressed, and that I hoped it was simply circumstantial. I sat on his couch for a while and practiced fake smiles, and then went on my way.
Well.
Later that night I rode my bike to meet Suzy and a different Steve for a drink and to check out the apartments I’m moving into. They want to move too, and so I was trying to sell them on my building. Let me just tell you how rad it would be to live in a 6 unit building that was filled up with your friends. Like college dorms! Without creeps and losers! Anyway, they fell in love with the biggest one bedroom, which I cannot blame them for. If I had more money (or a live-in BF) I would totally take that place. But it’s a little spendy. Anyway. I had resigned myself to living in the small studio and just making it work with screens and bookcases and stuff. But last night? I realized? That they priced the apartments by size! Which means there is a lovely little one bedroom that I can afford! And I’m going to take it! And it’s a corner apartment, which means that my bedroom will have FOUR WINDOWS! And we can put on shows in the ballroom downstairs, and we’ll probably get a ping-pong table for down there, too. I know, right?
While we were checking out the ballroom, my phone rang. And when I checked the message later, it was a PRINCIPAL from a GREAT SCHOOL calling to tell me about a 1ST GRADE OPENING!!! Oh yeah. She called me from home. Gave me her cell number. I have an interview next Wednesday. Boom. When I got to school today, I realized that a handful of my coworkers know this principal. One of them promptly wrote her an email singing my praises. Double boom!
So yeah. I’m pretty confident that my depression was circumstantial. Because it is gone. Today, anyway. Just having a real interview on the horizon is a huge relief. I was steeling myself for $50,000 of debt and no job. Oh lord. I shudder.
I told my friend Tiffany about my record store crush, and she was like, “Oh my god! We’ll have you both over for dinner! He loves coming over to eat! It will be great!” She and her partner have two rad kids who go to the school where I teach. It would be fun, but I told her I’ll probably need some time. Which she ignored. It think it may be out of my hands at this point. Yeeps!
Bowling tonight. I need to remember to go home and put on some socks. Someone who talks to me before bowling, remind me to wear socks. Thank you.