A teeny-tiny occasion for joy: a language school would take me on from January. I'd applied before in 2010, so this time I don't have to do the demo lesson, just fill out a timetable to see how we match. I know it's not the best thing that can happen to one, but... today perhaps it is. Perhaps after all God wants me to teach. And I think I'm good at it. No matter how I hate all the travelling.
Thank you, thank you, thank you.
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