A very nice (insofar as anyone can be nice who just won't take no for an answer) lady called me a few minutes ago, officially approaching me with regards to the Art History class they want me to teach at the Women's Institute.
They want me to start March 30th. They want to meet with me next week to discuss teaching plan and finalise the details.
My heart's racing. I'm in a daze. I don't know what I'm doing. Why did I agree to this?
They want me to start March 30th. They want to meet with me next week to discuss teaching plan and finalise the details.
My heart's racing. I'm in a daze. I don't know what I'm doing. Why did I agree to this?
- Current Mood:
scared - Current Music:'I Wanna Be Adored' - The Stone Roses
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"The only thing we should fear is fear itself." Truly something to live by.
Congrats!
Going home now, so I hope the daze'll wear off. Be awfully hard to teach if I walk under a bus now...
God forbid! But you're right, a pattern does seem to be forming...
How are we set for our dinner date? Feb 14th still alright for you and yours?
So see you saturday! Do you have special dietary requirements?
Nah, not really. I'll eat anything. Don't worry about it.
And you'll see me at the gallery on Thursday, too - didn't think I'd forgotten about that, did you?
Actually, that's not even a bad idea...I need to find out if there's any Spike fans in my class, and then I can do no wrong!
You go, girl!
Well, I have lectured on the subject before...don't know whether that's necessarily the same thing, though! ;-)