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Is it Christmas vacation yet?

There is one more week of class before Christmas vacation officially begins and you can definately feel the buzz of anticipation in the air. The kids are growing restless, finding it difficult to focus, and delving into the drama of gift-giving, or not giving as the case may be. I'm just trying to keep my head above water, trying to grade as many of their assignments before the start of break, keep their attention and interest in class, and try not to daze off into the daydream of what it will be like not to be teaching for two whole weeks.

D and I have a lot to get accomplished during the break though. We are flying down to Iowa in February to go to the overseas teaching fair. Yep, I'm trying to hook a job overseas for next year. My profession offers so many opportunities to see the world, and it seems like people rarely take advantage of them. D and I decided that if we were ever going to take a risk and experience life in another culture, now would be the time. We don't have kids, we are not settled into the comfort and safety of our jobs, and we are still young enough that we can live without daily American comforts.

I'm excited about this step, but scared as well. I find myself continuing to procrastinate on creating the things that will help me secure a job. I still need to research, update my resume, and contact schools that I am interested in before they head off on their own winter breaks. I know that I need to have those things finished this week, but here I am, writing to noone and anyone instead.

Wish me luck.

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