It's Saturday night (actually early Sunday morning), i'm not drunk. I'm not really anything actually. A bit blah.
I saw the new Warren Miller movie tonight (ski movie, for all you non-eskimo people). It got me excited, but it also got me a little sad. One of my friends i haven't seen in a while asked me if I was heading back up to Hotham to work this year. I'm not. I wish I was. I'm almost tempted to, but that would mean leaving the teaching I've built up over the last few years. I would do that in a heartbeat if I thought I could have my students back as soon whenever I wanted, but as I said, it's taken me 3 years to get to this point.
I guess when it comes down to it, I know that teaching is not going to be my career. I quite enjoy it, and I'm very good at it, but I just couldn't do it forever, not full-time anyway. I'm not even doing it full-time now and the kids drive me crazy sometimes. I guess that's the nature of working with children though. The adults at my office job drive me crazy too, so perhaps it's just working with people in general with which I have issues!
I know working at the snow isn't a career, or at least it wouldn't be for me. It's something that I love, it's something I'd like to make a career out of, but I'm pretty sure I never would. I hate to say it, but the way I've been brought up, it could just never happen. Lawyer, teacher, physiotherapist, even public relations consultant. They'd be happy with any of those,bBut not ski instructor, or lift operator. I guess i know, too, that I want more than that for my life.
Just not at the moment.