I can tell that it’s summer, because I cannot breathe, and I think I’m coming down with a cold.
In the meantime, though, I’ve finally updated the playlist here, and I’m writing a short story that I think might actually be good, and I’m catching up on all the books I have checked out from the library.
My goals for this summer, aside from the obvious ones of reading and writing a lot, are these:
I start my teaching job on Tuesday, and I’m really excited. This scares me, because I have always insisted that I will never be a teacher. Everyone in my family is a teacher, and extended family and friends are as well. Not that being a librarian or working at an educational nonprofit is that much of a rebellion, but everyone I know knows that I would be terrible at teaching, because I have no patience. But substitute teaching and other informal teaching jobs this year have made me really start to like it. Yikes.