Heading back to my hometown for a few weeks in late June and early July. My itinerary isn't solid yet, and I'm still not sure where I'll stay. I am sure that I'll be returning to the sticks to work at least another school year.
I guess I'm just feeling a few pangs of nostalgia and homesickness. There's very little to do up here on the mesa other than curse the laginess of my Netflix.
So I've been yearning to do all the cool things in Tucson that I mostly ignored when I lived there. I'd love to enjoy a cozy dinner-for-two at The Melting Pot fondue restaraunt if it still exists. Or go hiking through Sabino Canyon in the early morning to beat the crowds and the heat. Or drop in on Laffs comedy club with no idea who's performing that night (I did that about 7 years ago and saw an obscure but very funny ventriloquist named Jeff Dunham.)
My transience makes me a poor long-term prospect, but I'm good for a night of simple adventure and intricate conversation. Drop me a line if you're interested.
I've recently undergone a significant transition in my life that involved pulling up most of my roots, ending a decade-long relationship, and moving out into a town that consists entirely of a High School and a Gas station.
It's been an unexpectedly interesting series of adjustments, but the small class sizes and simple educational environment make it ideal place for me to do some growing in my early years as a teacher. I've already gained a great deal more in basic skills than I ever could in the stressful, crowded classrooms I encountered back in the city.
But it is really lonely and isolated out here. It'd be nice if I had some adults to talk to about just about anything other than how the new crazy, testing schedule is screwing up my plans.
I have to actively remind myself that I have life goals beyond grading papers in front of Netflix.