First, thank you guys so much for commenting and leaving feedback! I'm really enjoying it, so thank you for reading and sharing.
When I moved to New York four years ago, I figured I'd do my two years and move on. Once the teaching actually started, it was a good thing I have a strong sense of responsibility and stubbornness, otherwise I would have moved away the day school ended. Of course my second year went a billion times better than the first, and so I was looking forward to staying for a third year to get tenure, to get better, to get more money, to stay with friends, to have another good year.
I should have known.
Um, what was I saying?
Four years in one place, four years with the same job, four years with any job--all of this is unheard of. I've got a fatal case of wanderlust, and it's starting to chafe.
(Ooh, I like that line. It should be in a song. Anyone?)
Anyway, my recent reading of National Geographic Adventures is fueling this yearning to see new places. I presume I would find a teaching job, and I know other places won't be perfect. Believe me, after growing up around teachers, I don't really expect to be truly happy at any given school. However, I do expect that other places will have better conditions and resources. And in other places I might fit in with the faculty a bit more.
So yeah, things to think about. I definitely like the charter school idea. Maybe someday soon I'll start investigating other states' salaries and housing prices and charter schools.