Sunday, March 16, 2014

Oh, the things you can do when you let go of wanting to get the last word

When I last wrote anything for the masses (all 292 of ya), I was feeling both angry at myself for allowing the words being said about me to garner a pointless reaction and relieved to finally be at a point where I knew it was fruitless to get the last word because it was a battle that wouldn't end as long I engaged the parties involved. I try really hard to live a life that has very little drama. Of course, raising a teenage girl and being birthed by my mother, that is easier said than done, but I definitely try not to invite it into my life. By engaging in childish foolishness, I was basically sending drama an engraved invitation to come on over. Letting it go (and now the damn song from Frozen is stuck in my head and I've never even seen the freaking movie) was a huge weight off my chest (I really did lose seven pounds, although the two may not be related) and allowed me to deal with everything around me in a much more logical manner.

And, within just a couple of hours of writing that post, it also led to a miracle. 

My mentor teacher from my student teaching days sent me a text message asking if I had received word yet about a job I applied for with the state. When I told her I hadn't, she hooked me up with the person in charge of hiring at a local school. Eighteen hours later, I had a teaching job for the rest of the semester!! 

That's right, ladies and gentlemen, I finally have a full-time teaching job-at least until the end of the school year. I am teaching both middle school and high school English (five grade levels) and, as an added bonus, I also get to teach journalism! Happy, grateful, excited, thankful and humble aren't good enough adjectives to even begin to express how I feel about finally turning this corner.

Getting this job so quickly after finally letting stupid crap go was almost like someone far more wise and powerful than me was letting me know The Universe (this is an umbrella term for whatever God you believe in since I value all belief systems at CTM) was waiting on me to totally stop letting myself get mired down trivial stuff that a) didn't matter in the big scheme of life and b) I couldn't and never will be able to control and really don't ever need to. My focus had to be 1000% on important stuff that does matter, like the education of America's future, before good things were allowed to happen. In other words, I had to be at my best so I could be the best for the kids who are counting on me to teach them how to be their best. 

The Universe is very good at this stuff. 

So, I may not be around much for the next few months. I have kids to get through the STAAR test, lots of lessons to plan, five grade levels to get through five different novels, lots of papers to grade, plus I still have to take care of my own kiddos and hit the gym at least five days a week because I like my muscles and would like my rearview to continue to get smaller.

Who knew crazy busy could equal crazy, crazy happy?!?! 

And that being so focused on having the last word was so detrimental to every single aspect of my life? I could've saved myself a lot of trouble figuring that one out a little earlier.


9 comments:

Kathryn said...

Yay! So happy for you, girl! About damn time.

Shannon said...

Oh Candance! This is awesome news! So happy for you dear... you are an incredible talent and those kiddos are going to be so lucky! Hugs!

Katy Anders said...

Good news all around.

I mean, depending on which 5 novels you have to teach...

Coxie said...

Please keep us updated. Have missed you already with sporadic posts. Congrats and enjoy.

Anonymous said...

I hope the English you teach better is than what was learnt in Wise county.

Anonymous said...

And just remember...

The smoker you drink, the player you get.

Double Fake Joe Walsh

Jodi said...

Congratulations on the new job! Yay!

janneba said...

Glad for you.

Anonymous said...

Where, oh where, are you tonight?
Why did you leave this blog all alone?
I searched the internet over and I thought I found true love.
But you got a job and phhhhhht you were gone.