It was pouring rain last night, and continued this morning. I heard that there is a Korean proverb that says moving on a rainy day brings good luck, but I'm not feeling lucky, at the moment.
Today is the day of my eviction. Today, I have to move out of my so-diligently-cleaned apartment, and into the temporary housing (i.e. staff dorm) for the next two weeks. Today, I feel like an inconvenient pet dog, being shunted into a kennel.
The irony is that yesterday I had a really good day at work – if one disregards the black cloud that was hovering over me because of the housing situation. I felt like I was "doing the right thing" in all of my classes, and that I was able to keep control and stay on target with respect to my lesson plans (although the ones where I was co-teaching all seemed to run a bit long).
There's added irony: during my worst days at LBridge hagwon, I felt very pleased and content with my "home life" (i.e. my living situation, meaning apartment, location, the stability of those things, etc.) and miserable with my "at work" situation. At this moment, I feel things have reversed exactly 180 degrees – now I'm miserable about my "home life" (specifically the instability being foisted on me by my indecisive adminstrators and having to move repeatedly) and pretty content with work.
I guess you can't win them all.