I’ve been kind of obsessing about the whole job hunt thing lately. One second I’m doing fine, taking care of paying bills and packing lunch like a normal person, and the next thing I know I’m watching youtube videos about a charter school in downtown Philadelphia. (No, I’m not moving to Philadelphia right now or anywhere outside of Arkansas, cool your jets). But still.

I woke up yesterday and nervously picked out some interview clothes. I had the interview and then spent half the morning rehashing it and wondering how I could have done better, how I could prepare more for next time. By dinner, I realized that things will go the way they have always gone, the way that things will always go: I’ll end up in the classroom where I’m needed most. End of story. I slept a lot better last night with that thought, too.

But when I do get my classroom, it will be awesome. But it will be something a lot like this:

But isn’t that how all good and good-for-you experiences are?

image via (makingitlovely)