Day 2 of my exile.....

no word yet, but it's only morning as I write this....

The people here at the "bus lot" have been great, leaving me alone for the most part.

My mind and innards are not so much in turmoil as they were.  I have begun to see this thing for what it is...

The inmates rule the asylum at CLMS and thus they feel emboldened.

The longer this goes on, the more inclined I am to just call it quits.  Sad. Really sad, because up until now, things have gone relatively well.  A few problems in class but nothing that others have not had more of and ones I have been able to deal with.

It has felt good being back in the proverbial saddle.  I enjoy teaching earth science.

This assignment seemed perfect for me....grade 6, earth science (my strength) and it got me away from the toxic situation (and the roaches in the house) back in Greensboro.  It has helped financially too. By years end, I would be rid of two major financial burdens and I could return to retired life in better financial condition.  And it's nice and warm; not so back home.

Winter is coming on. Judging by what's been seen thus far, it might not be a kind one.

The existence of a "snow bird" appeals to me.  Eight months in Carolina, each year, and four here in the sunshine.  Bees RV park isn't a bad place. No place is perfect.  Irma not withstanding, my stay here has been tolerable.  Not as expensive as in some other places.  And I have Comcast cable now, with reliable internet and fair good tv.

It's a dilemma.

Its cold and there is a lot of stupid running loose back in Carolina, but people there don't seem   so crazy stupid as they can be here.  Driving up and down highway 27, I can see all the ads for injury lawyers.  In science fair project, "liability" is a big issue.  Science fair projects!!!  How crazy is that?

And I've become aware of some other toxic situations at CLMS.  A TA is being forced to resign. She's new to the school and to the school system.  Her "crime?"  As perceived, she is fairly good looking, works hard, is very professional in dress and action.  The insecure fear people like that, particularly middle aged and late middle aged women.  I fear that if I remain, that fate might await me. Perhaps that is one of the issues I am dealing with now.  Who knows?

I would miss the kids.  Have  become rather fond of almost all of them, even the irritating ones. They have returned me to a feeling I have missed having, that of having my own students.

But now?  Is it still a viable situation for me?  Will others view me with jaundiced eye? Can I ever feel comfortable again, assuming they even welcome me back to CLMS?

Again, I am thinking it might be best if I just called it off.  I oughta know something soon.