To Go or Not To Go, that is the question

To Go or Not To Go, that is the real question. At least in my life and in mind. I have really only been in America for eight weeks now and have been as busy as the next American. I got a job free lancing for a girl’s magazine and other small writing gigs, trying to finish two novels, I am teaching online for a school in Russia and trying to put the missing pieces together.  Everything is coming together, I feel it that the right thing is coming to me. I get an email from a school in New York, actually East Hampton. It is a boarding school and a perfect fit for my spiritual, health and wellness side. Very artsy, and centered the cultural historic approach to learning. Enough said, it is my perfect school. I am flying out on Tuesday to see the school and teach a class! Exciting, except something “feels” funny. Like it isn’t right. I am not sure what it is, maybe I am just nervous, but I have traveled around the world, alone, and I have never been nervous. It is more than a few butterflies in my tummy. The deal is that it is a boarding school, and they are looking for a teacher who lives in a huge mansion with other students. On duty for two days a week and free the rest of the time. From my understanding most of the teachers do this as well as the head of department. I mean am I the only one who is scared shit-less about losing my freedom? I am in my prime; I am a chronic dater and love a good glass of wine and the option to entertain in my home. Will I have to sneak out or tip toe back home when I had an extra glass of Cabernet with a bad case of giggles? Everything comes with a price tag, if not literally, then a little give and take. There are positives and negatives to every choice in life. Perhaps I may love it, love living in the Hamptons. It may be a great fit for my love of fashion and being near the water. If it isn’t the Mediterranean Sea the next best choice is the one presented to me. I would have the chance to become close with staff and my students as well as safe a lot of money by living on campus. It is like university all over again, but with teens. Yikes. So, do I go? Or not to go? That my friend is the question on deck.