Excitement Crackles as Your Intrepid Correspondent is

Dissed & Dismissed

(Sorry, I harbor a secret fantasy to write headlines for the National Enquirer.) Anyway:
I didn't get the teaching job that I was counting on to pay for my trip. So, the question is, what now? I should be pissed, sad and afraid, but I feel none of that. Instead I feel liberated and excited.

Being somewhat fatalistic, and (despite my irreverance and strict avoidance of piety) believing in a loving God who has a plan for me, I have faith that I didn't get the job because there is something greater in store. There's noting standing in my way. I tried my best to do the "sensible" thing and it blew up in my face. Now I'm free to try something unconventional.

So I find myself in prayerful contemplation.

Perhaps this is God telling me to "Go East young man." I also find myself surfing the internet and sending out inquiry emails to international schools in countries that intrigue me.

For the past two years I have been considering teaching abroad. But without a teaching credential, my options were limited to teaching English in a school that required no credentials--schools on the lower end of the pay and prestige scale.

So, I will be scorching the ether between here and "there." Currently "there" is SE Asia, but actually the world is my oyster now. There are plenty of schools in South America that use the American system.

Anybody reading this that has an idea, let 'er rip. I'll be grateful.