Radio Silence

I apologize for the extended period of postlessness, but it's been a somewhat hectic few days.
And sadly, not in a good way.

On Wednesday, the 13th, I received a rather alarming e-mail from my agent saying something about my terminal contract. I wasn't aware that my contract had been suffering from anything incurable, so I immediately set out to rectify the misunderstanding.
While misunderstandings continue to abound I am sadly on the hunt for a new position here in Beijing.
I don't want to descend into the petty, finger pointing territory of the recently let go, but suffice it to say this was far from just.
While I doubt that any of the Meg parents have found their way to this blog I would like to say that I have thoroughly enjoyed teaching the Bumblebee and Caterpillar classes these past six months. They are all bright, talented youngsters who have shown an amazing ability to learn English. They brightened my days, and I am so happy to have had the opportunity to teach them, even if the experience was cut short.

I am trying to look at the silver lining of this, attempting to see the window that supposedly follows that closing door, but I keep finding myself stuck on the simple facts.

I am going to miss my students and the other teachers very much.

And now, before my sniffles grow into full blown sobs of self pity and anger, I'll stop dwelling. Or at least stop writing about it.

Goodnight.

P.S.
Super Husband and I have tickets to go to Harbin on a sleeper train Friday, and return on a bullet train Sunday.