This year, I went into the year feeling like this needed to be my last year. However, throughout the year I convinced myself to stay. Then, on the last full week of school something happened letting me know that the universe was trying to send me a message. I resigned the very next day. Everything felt wrong every single day this school year. Everything felt exact right about resigning. Eddie B comically stated that teachers can't just quit because just like in a divorce the district will get half. But, there are also some relationships that are worth letting the other person get half in order to just be done. That is my relationship with public education. I need to work, but I am literally willing to do anything except teach. I'm that done. I probably won't be on here anymore, because, well, I'm not a teacher anymore. But, I did want to stop by to say 'thank you" to those of you who offered me a friendly note here or there over the years. I have a son who is still in school, and I will forever be an advocate for teachers.