My Week

I might not have told you this before but I have been working with my employment counselor to find some Outreach school that I could volunteer for while I observe how things work these days in the classroom. Those are the kids I most enjoy teaching and the educational reference can't look bad on my resume should I decide to substitute teach more full time in the spring. But we have not heard back from him. No doubt he took one look at me and realized I would frighten the kids. You don't bring Hobo Joe into an educational environment

So I go see my Weight-Loss Doctor today and I am down another 10 lbs which pushes me over the 50 lbs lost threshold in total since I started my program. I am pretty stoked about that. I am trying to hold onto that accomplishment and hope that it reduces some of the anxiety I am having now about ANOTHER interview with Academic Academy. I work a few days a week with adults mostly who are trying to upgrade their skills so that they can write the GED exam. That would be pretty fulfilling to work one on one with someone towards a goal that is tough to get. Then again the pay is insane. If you knew what I would make an hour you would never put down a University education. I figure it will help me with some spending money on my trip to Ireland next summer.

 

OMG...look at those stubby fingers.

 

 

I love my teacher pictures.

You can watch me lose more hair each year.

But then I worry that I don't know enough or that I have lost my teaching 'chops' or that I am not the same man I was five years ago - THAT guy knew how to entertain and education a room. I don't HAVE to go back into the classroom but I need to expand my world a little bit. It was a promise I made to myself once I lost that 25 kg. Now I actually have to go to the interview and take a chance that I am going to fail and I have no time in the next two days to talk myself out of anything. I am stuck. Fail or succeed you will see me bring out all the weapons in my Toolbox of Cool. I can schmooze with anyone and if I get an interview, I always get the job.

So wish me luck or curse me with your voodoo - I hope something good I have done in my life come back to me and Friday. Now I am excited dammit. I want this just to know that I still GOT it. That all the 'me' time that I took off has actually made me a better person.

All I do know for sure is I don't want to fail again.