In which I lose my job and search for a new one.

So remember my job that I love?

Well, my boss called me into her office last week.

Last week as in also being the last week of school for the year.

And told me they were dissolving my program.

No more Early Head Start.

No more child care.

No more of my beautiful babies and adorable kids.

No more hugs from those tiny little arms.

No more.

I was crushed. 

I had been really looking forward to a new year, 

I had so many plans, so many great ideas.

Oddly though, I didn't panic. 

I was suddenly jobless.

And Miss-I-need-every-single-detail-of-my-life-planned-this-second didn't have a panic attack.

Somehow I knew everything was going to be okay.

I spend a few days this week helping clean out the classroom,

and may be doing more of that later this summer.

My wonderful, amazing supervisor whom I am going to miss dearly, has been so kind in this whole process.

She has emailed every principal she knows that has openings and raved to them about me.

And thanks to her, I got three interviews. 

I had two yesterday, and one on Tuesday.

And another at a Charter School that I got on my own.

[BTW, does anyone else feel like this in a job interview...]

But guess what?

I got an offer.

They liked me so much that a few minutes after I walked out the door

the principal caught me before I got to my car and had me come back in,

for "another question."

That question was:

"Would you accept if we offered you the position?"

I didn't accept on the spot,

I was totally caught off guard! 

So I'm waiting until Monday after another interview and after I hear back from my first. 

But.

I am so excited!