So a landmark realization comes about after one week. I never should have stopped teaching music. It's okay. I can admit when I'm wrong, and I was. After hearing in February I was on my way back, it started the whole "I'm not in control of my life" thing rolling. After a month of dealing with it, I became pretty positive about it, and got excited.
As the time to start crept up slowly I started getting a little worried again. I've had to work hard to deal with all the feelings it stirred up within me about being in a position that I didn't apply for, and then suddenly my principal left and I was left in a position I wasn't prepared to do with a supervisor that I didn't know. If you know me, then you know I was seriously freaked out.
As last week ended, I had pretty much written off the principal and was throwing myself totally into the job. As this week ends, I feel bad that I didn't give the principal more of a chance. She seems like she is going to be okay. I have been on both sides of the curtain now, so I understand where she comes from when some decisions are made that make the teachers shake their heads. She is not so bad. For some reason I have this "fear" of unrealistic expectations.
When supervisors have a "music program", they don't seem to realize what is possible and what is not. I guess that will be my next great adventure. Not killing myself to fulfill unrealistic expectations.
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