Tuesday we got an opportunity to go view a flat and it was everything we wanted and more. And for the right price to boot! We put an offer down, filled out all of the paperwork, and coughed up a considerable amount of money in advance and now the flat is ours! We should move in in about a month! We are over the moon excited. Me mostly to be out of halls and into a place I can settle into and call my own.
Securing the flat was the first sign this week that the universe hadn't completely given up on me. But today, I had a meeting with another teaching agency way up in North London and, though I was thinking of reasons to miss the meeting and coming up with excuses for why I didn't want to go, I'm really glad I went. After braving the dangers of North London and finding the building where the agency was, I went in for my meeting/interview. Not more than two minutes into my interview the lady smiled at me and said, "You know you can get QTS now, right? 'Cause you're from the States." My mouth dropped open a bit, and I swear the rainclouds that have been covering London for days opened up and let a ray of sunshine fall down onto me. QTS=Qualified Teacher Status, AKA the thing you need to teach in England. Amazing. With QTS I can apply at any school I want and get paid the same amount as English-trained teachers. I was so excited I could hardly sit still for the rest of the meeting/interview. I filled out the application and turned in all of the necessary documents so hopefully soon I will get that beautiful letter in the mail that's my golden ticket to teach.
In short, I apologise to the keeper of the Great Beyond for doubting that life wasn't going to work out. I am hearing my brother's words of zen wisdom echoing in my ears - everything falls into place if you let it; everything is exactly as it should be.
I'm stepping down off of the proverbial ledge now, feeling happy in my renewed faith in the universe's perfect accidental chaos. Yes sir, things are certainly looking up.
Now, some Happy Banjo, from Dark Mean.
