Well, the option to work with kids didn’t pan out—too many schedule complications. But lots of compliments to me. They were disappointed. I am too. It probably would have been too much work, but I need kids. A kid interviewed me for the paper today—just the new teacher stuff. Oh my gosh, it was hard. I miss journalism. I think that is my real love. And it is funny because my journalism job in Tyler was a fluke, but now I miss it terribly. Terribly. I think I can live here and be happy now that the ick has passed, but I still know there is going to be a serious agonizing decision the day Dr. Hayes calls and tells me he has a journalism opening. It might be in a year or three or four. I don’t have a clue. But I am actually already praying because that decision will be hard. I miss journalism every single day and I am happy on my job.

I danced in class today. I did a passé releve and a chanais in demonstrating how you must take a side when writing persuasively because you can’t be in two positions at once. It was fun. My evil tendon hurts from that hard floor and my bare feet. Tomorrow I will wear ballet shoes. I invited Hasmik, one of my principals, to come sit in the tutu chair.

I have two plane tickets on hold. As annoyed as I get with American Airlines, I am also happy they let you hold a ticket for 24 hours; therefore, you can lock in the price. Sometimes I keep one on hold and keep holding it. I am monitoring prices. I will not beat my Newark fare. Even Hotwire only comes in literally a few dollars cheaper and that is with no choice of times and I have precise times I have to be there. Hotwire cannot even top my direct buy deal for Dallas. The amazing thing is that the fare is so much cheaper to fly into Tyler and out of Dallas. But before I buy that I have to make sure that people can help me. I have to get to Dallas on Friday and it is not easy to find people to help you on the holiday weekend—unless I can find someone who needs to go shopping in Dallas. But honestly I have not made my final decision. I am still praying. Today I felt a release and confidence about Newark, but I am waiting til morning just in case the prices drop a few dollars. I really don’t think they will—in fact word around the airline industry is they are about to go up—especially for Thanksgiving. Maxine’s wedding is at 4, so that is great because it means that I can be at the whole thing and still get a late flight and home in time for work. So we will se, but this could be good if I buy direct because it gives me a free ticket which will take care of spring break or summer. I will probably use it for the international Shachah conference in Miami conference next July if I can.

I have to leave for church soon. I didn’t get home til after 5. I was about to leave and ran into my department head—one of two, the one who speaks and that I know. We talked for a long time. I just like her so much.

Last night’s ballet class really inspired me. After all this time without a class, and the intro to my classes here, last night was a real class with real moves. And of course I have been dancing since.

Time to get ready and head out. I am extremely busy, but I am not overwhelmed by it.