Last week I had a meeting with my principal where I made an ultimatum: stay with my students in the 4th grade, or leave.
Well, I'm leaving now.
I had really not banked on this. I had invested a lot of hope and excitement into staying in Kansas City for just another year to be with these kids, but now it isn't happening. I also did not make any plans for moving or switching jobs. So my life is basically a mess right now and I am freaking out so I'll probably just move to Mexico and sit on a beach and sell handmade bracelets until I stop having a panic attack.
I'm also going to miss those cuties, because they are SO DAMN CUTE. Ugh. I'm crying already.