I spent my day today wrestling with my resume. I also got together all my lesson plans from my internship, pictures and videos of classroom activities, and other such things. This was all in preparation for the big Job Fair taking place in the afternoon and evening. It was only upon arriving at this Job Fair that the truth was revealed: it was largely pointless. Well, not necessarily pointless but certainly not what I had been led to expect. I thought some part of the actual hiring process was going to take place, but in fact what was there was tables from the various school districts, offering pamphlets and non-specific advice I had mostly already gleaned from their websites. I had gotten myself all worked up, thinking this was a major deciding event in my professional future, but was handed an anticlimax.

Nevertheless! Anticlimactic meeting or not, one way or another the last semester of my Education degree is underway, and I need to be applying for jobs. I'm polishing up my boasting and bragging skills, trotting out all even tangentially-related experiences and accomplishments, in pursuit of gainful employment. I have no doubt mentioned before, numerous times, that job hunting is not my strong suit. Going into the process with so little idea of how this specific industry hires is even more enjoyable. The booth people said it's not particularly unusual to get offered a job the week before classes start! What fun!

But all of this kind of pales in comparison to the real event on the horizon. Indeed, my life is about to change forever. This is not hyperbole. In fact, if my life doesn't change significantly, it will probably be a sign that I'm doing things wrong. You see, in 6 weeks or so, I become a daddy!

Yes, after so many years of waiting for the "right time", my wife and I finally realized that waiting for the "right time" was probably like waiting for "pigs to fly". Such a perfect time is almost certainly mythical, and if we're going to have children we had better get on with it. So we did, and very soon indeed the Burnettlet will emerge and Things Will Be Different. We're both very excited, and surprisingly well equipped so far in terms of cribs and swings and things, thanks to the generosity of friends and family. I'll be stressed with school and job hunting, we'll both be exhausted, but such is the way of things. He will be loved, and that's a crucial first step not every baby is lucky enough to have.

Take care
-Justin-