Friday at lunch I was called into the principal's office. The district is sending out its pink slip notices. Legally, they have to warn anyone who may not have a job about the situation by March 15th. Being that I am level "Probationary Zero" (I don't even get credit for the 1/2 of the year that I am working) I am one of the first on the chopping block if worst comes to worst. Mr. O. read from his little script, I signed on the proper line and received my packet of information about my rights and all. Lots of fun. I don't envy Mr. O. his job right now.

I am not worrying yet. I keep reminding myself that they HAVE to do this if there is ANY chance that my job could be cut. All of the numbers I have been hearing point to actually having to hire teachers next year despite the budget crunch. This area is growing so quickly that even with re-distributing special service teachers (reading specialists, etc.) there will still be jobs available for us P0 teachers, plus some. I am even being told that the chances are good that I will be able to stay at Jackson. I am actually more upset at the thought of having to start fresh at a new school than I am at the thought of losing my job. I like it here. I like my team.

So, I am keeping my fingers crossed that everything will work out for the best. Even if I don't have a contract for next year, I can always go back to subbing if I need to. Mikey and I can manage on that. I don't WANT to sub anymore, but we would be just fine if I had to. For now, I will just let things flow and not worry about them. What will be, will be. Que Sera, Sera.