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The wait continues...


Today was the day I was to hear about my contract. Would I be all set to go back to the school I have fallen in love with over the past nine months? Many of you have been asking. Some are anxious about what next year will bring for our family.

My answer? Wait a little longer. We are not sure yet. If I have been learning nothing else this year, patience has definitely been (and continues to be) my lesson. End-of-year paperwork postponed the meeting for another day. My principal tells me it looks promising. I continue to throw my hands up in the air and enjoy the ride. Weeeeeeeeeeeee!!

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