Well, it's not official yet, but I've heard from someone who would know that my name is on the list of teachers whose contracts will not be renewed at the end of the semester. I suppose it's a blessing, since I was running myself ragged between there and the gallery.
I've already been looking into getting US citizenship, but this is definitely going to light a fire under me before I get thrown out on my arse. As much as I love my home, I've come to think of the States as home, too and I'd hate to have to leave just because of some stupid decision from someone who couldn't give a fuck about the people they're letting go.
I need a drink. And possibly a smoke. At least running my own business I don't have to worry about having to wee in anything to keep my job!



