uncertainty.

Crossroads, fork in the road, intersection, crucial point...call it whatever you want, but boy howdy, I am there.

I'm sitting in my living room, 4th day off, gearing up mentally for tomorrow's return. The kids are back at their dad's, and I'm just..miserable. I'm thirty something years old, recently moved back in with my parents. I'm a single mom with 3 kids. A transgender ex-husband, and a job that I loathe. It has it's good moments, but I am very burned out. I am stuck at work, stuck at home, and really need to make a change.

I really love the idea of teaching. I teach at my current job, and have found that I'm (surprisingly) good at it. I absolutely adore the idea of helping people learn and grow.

Not going to lie, the idea of summers, weekends, holidays off? That's got some major appeal. I keep going back to this. But that would take me at least 2 years to get a teaching certificate, I think. Obviously anything worth anything will take time. Nothing will happen overnight.

Just...gosh. I'm not sure anymore. About anything.