my life has changed.  i am going to be going to Wimauma to teach an hour of “arts & crafts” to an unspecified number of children there one day next week.  i have no idea what that means, but I’ll think of something.  and I am working an equal number of hours at nola cafe, hoping that the tips will make up close to what i need to survive until i get a teaching job, whenever that will be.  this add’s up to full-time, if in 4 hour or so chunks spread around the week, which i think i will like when i get it all regulated. (Nola wants to take more than it’s share, and then somehow i seem to be scheduled for less, how is that?)

tomorrow i have to be at nola at 7 am and then i’m off until noon the next day, when i drive down to wimauma.  several times today i thought, what the HELL am I doing, I’m scared!  i have no idea what i’m doing, but I seem to be doing it.  I can’t think about not knowing, right now, i’ll go crazy if i do.

I’ll think about not knowing tomorrow, at Tara.

so here begins, or perhaps tomorrow begins the posts charting this new phase of my life.  it’s taken two months, but finally it is beginning.  where will I be at the end of the year?  aren’t i too old for all this? I guess not.