I could be outside, mulching & weeding our (very pathetic) front flower beds. I could be finally purchasing and planting those Black-Eyed Susans by our very lonely mailbox.
But it's hot. And I just finished mowing the backyard. So instead, I'll put the planting/weeding/mulching off until next week.
Speaking of next week, I have an interview for a 7th grade Language Arts position that was scheduled at the teacher fair. I figure I'll go and interview for the experience, but I'm not totally sure I would want to accept the job, should it be offered to me. Teaching middle school would be an entirely new experience. I enjoyed the little time I spent with some sixth graders, but that was ages ago and I wasn't doing a whole lot of teaching, mostly observing with a few mini-lessons thrown in.
*edit* Perhaps the sentiment that most influences my decision is that some of my favorite/most memorable teachers were from my middle school years. Teachers who I just adored because they were funny, creative, and caring. One was even a teacher I felt compelled to write to when I decided I would become a teacher, informing her that she was the kind of teacher I hoped to be.
Any words of wisdom from my middle school cohorts?