As I added Boomer’s books to the school library catalog last Friday, I knew without a doubt that I would not be returning next year. I finally felt a sense of peace after weeks of “waffling” as my mother calls it. For nearly 25 years, I’ve worked as a librarian. I will certainly miss sharing new books with my students and co-planning lessons with teachers. The fact of the matter is there are way more things about the teaching profession that I won’t miss than the ones I will. Suffice it to say, this year has been a dumpster fire – probably the hardest one I’ve ever had. Next year is shaping up to be more of the same. No, thank you. My mental and physical health are worth much more than any job.
So, I will exit the schoolhouse doors for the last time on May 27th. I have a summer and fall of fun activities to look forward to. Hubs and I have some big trips penciled in on our calendar, but we’re waiting on the mask mandate to be rescinded before we take them. I have no desire to wear mask for 14 hours a day while riding on the Rocky Mountaineer through the American Southwest.
As for the rest of it, we’ll see what the future holds. I really do like the area where we live, but everything has become so politically divisive. It’s no longer about what’s best for the residents, businesses and taxpayers – it’s all about equity, race and political party. My hopes that our recently elected commissioners would get past this were dashed when the chairwoman pulled the race card in response to a recent event. The citizens deserve better than this.