Renewed Faith

Freaders, I had a realization. A very big one. A good one.

You see, Hubs told me the other night while we were driving up to Boston (well not really Boston, Ashland – between Framingham/Worcester) for a surprise party that I needed to write down everything I need to do to get certified to teach. That I’m not looking at all my options.

He’s right. I hate to say that but I’ve been “thinking” like I know what I’m doing and what I need to do to get certified but I only know that I: a. need to get certified in CT; b. that I have to take a couple history classes; c. my gpa sucks and might not get my sorry ass into a program by .06 points. Damn those bad decisions in 2001-2002. And later in 2004.; d. that most programs couple the certification with the masters which makes sense since I’m going to have to get my masters anyhow.

But I went back and was looking at the DOE website and was looking at some of the other programs.

Freaders, there’s a program that I might be able to start like in March, might need to take those 3 history courses and like 6 ed courses and do student teaching and wham bam thank you ma’am I could apply for my certification. I need to call tomorrow afternoon to clarify all of this, but I’m fairly certain that zomg I could student teach in the fall if this works out and thus be in a classroom a year from September.

Z-O-M-G.

My hope is renewed. I mean, I need to call to get details but if there are programs out there that simply get my sorry butt certified? Then let me worry about the masters later? Hey man, I’m down.

You see…

There are days when I find myself feeling absolutely hopeless. Then there are days when I find things like this that give me hope again. But despite the tears – the big-fat-oh-my-god-i’m-never-going-to-amount-to-anything ugly tears that I cry on an almost regular basis, I have a smidgen of faith. I have to. I can’t fathom where I’d be otherwise – wasting away? Crying about how I’m a failure?

Dudes, I’ve worked my ass off. I put myself through college. I moved myself to DC. I worked hard. I landed in some crappy situations but man, in the words of P. Diddy…”can’t nobody hold me down…oh no, I’ve got to keep on moving…” (and we’re back in 1996!!!) From now on, when I’m feeling bummed? I’m going to listen to THIS song.

IN other news, I have much to do this week – as far as following up with grad school 1, making an appointment with this one school I found and call another one. I also need to call the board of ed and clarify with them what, if any, courses I need to take (some of my poli sci courses may double as history courses). In addition, tomorrow is Beanpot Monday so I have an alumni event tomorrow night, Wednesday I’m popping into the city for an event I saw on a blog:  Women in Social Media which should be interesting and one night this week I’ll have a junior league committee meeting.

Busy. Busy. Busy. But not gonna lie? I really like it like that.

Tagged as: CT, job search, Life in a nutshell, quarter life crisis