Ugggghhhhh, I just need to take a moment to rant.
So, last week, my wonderful teacher who has been wonderfuly supportive and I were talking about the studio position I've taken over. Basically, to make a long story short, she dropped the bomb on my that of the 44 students I'm inheriting, I can count on about 15 to stick with me.
Right. So.
Why didn't anyone tell me this? Why does everyone keep assuming that I know these things and then looking at me like an idiot when I don't? I had conservatively estimated that I'd have 25 of them sticking with me, and set up my life so that that number would pay the bills. Their teacher told me she thought more like 80% would stick with me, but apparently, that's BS. I've asked around and everyone has agreed with my teacher and been like "What? You expected something else?" Hello! If I had expected just 15 students, I would have done some additional promotion! Or something! I wouldn't have just sat here and rested on my laurels, that's for sure! A coworker told me this is why she goes on tour in the summer...it's a bit like being an elementary school teacher..not much goes on in music in the summer.
I've contacted of them...I have 10 on the schedule, 4-5 that I'm keeping but am playing phone-tag with to get on the schedule, 3 who don't want the summer and normally take it off but will be back, 7 who have dropped lessons entirely (some of these dropped even before I technically took over), and 1 who wants to keep playing but might be facing rhumatoid arthritis and be forced to take a break. And the rest I still need to call.
Ugh. So, I need more work.
Well, today I get into my other job and am informed that since it's summer and our subscription series isn't happening, I'll only need to work 12 hours, rather than my normal 20 (which ends up being 25-28 with events and concerts). Again, something I would have liked to have known from the get-go. Changing my income is not something I want to have thrown at me 2 weeks before the fact. Unless you're giving me a raise.
Double ugh.
I'm just glad I have 3 months of rent left in my college fund. Otherwise I'd be up a creek. Yeah, you know which creek. And no, I would not have a paddle.
So, now what seemed so seamless and easy has turned into a total crisis...now, I have work, sure, and I'll have more in the fall, but...I was so set on having it NOW! Now, I'm out those months of savings and I get to spend another 3 months of my life living like a college student...not to mention the gas prices and the fact that I'll need to drive an hour round trip once a week now.
I guess I just need some encouragement. I've had a string of 14-16 hour days, very little sleep, no exercise, a lot of fast food and an absolute derth in baths. I use baths as a coping mechanism, so I''m getting punchy without them. Not that I'll be able to afford Lush in a month or so!
I had a little bit of a nervous breakdown this morning. I feel slightly better, but I'm just so darn uncomfortable now, when last week, I was all ready to go and begin my life.
I know it's only a matter of time before things are "ok"...but that's an eventuality. What do I do between now and "ok"?
So, last week, my wonderful teacher who has been wonderfuly supportive and I were talking about the studio position I've taken over. Basically, to make a long story short, she dropped the bomb on my that of the 44 students I'm inheriting, I can count on about 15 to stick with me.
Right. So.
Why didn't anyone tell me this? Why does everyone keep assuming that I know these things and then looking at me like an idiot when I don't? I had conservatively estimated that I'd have 25 of them sticking with me, and set up my life so that that number would pay the bills. Their teacher told me she thought more like 80% would stick with me, but apparently, that's BS. I've asked around and everyone has agreed with my teacher and been like "What? You expected something else?" Hello! If I had expected just 15 students, I would have done some additional promotion! Or something! I wouldn't have just sat here and rested on my laurels, that's for sure! A coworker told me this is why she goes on tour in the summer...it's a bit like being an elementary school teacher..not much goes on in music in the summer.
I've contacted of them...I have 10 on the schedule, 4-5 that I'm keeping but am playing phone-tag with to get on the schedule, 3 who don't want the summer and normally take it off but will be back, 7 who have dropped lessons entirely (some of these dropped even before I technically took over), and 1 who wants to keep playing but might be facing rhumatoid arthritis and be forced to take a break. And the rest I still need to call.
Ugh. So, I need more work.
Well, today I get into my other job and am informed that since it's summer and our subscription series isn't happening, I'll only need to work 12 hours, rather than my normal 20 (which ends up being 25-28 with events and concerts). Again, something I would have liked to have known from the get-go. Changing my income is not something I want to have thrown at me 2 weeks before the fact. Unless you're giving me a raise.
Double ugh.
I'm just glad I have 3 months of rent left in my college fund. Otherwise I'd be up a creek. Yeah, you know which creek. And no, I would not have a paddle.
So, now what seemed so seamless and easy has turned into a total crisis...now, I have work, sure, and I'll have more in the fall, but...I was so set on having it NOW! Now, I'm out those months of savings and I get to spend another 3 months of my life living like a college student...not to mention the gas prices and the fact that I'll need to drive an hour round trip once a week now.
I guess I just need some encouragement. I've had a string of 14-16 hour days, very little sleep, no exercise, a lot of fast food and an absolute derth in baths. I use baths as a coping mechanism, so I''m getting punchy without them. Not that I'll be able to afford Lush in a month or so!
I had a little bit of a nervous breakdown this morning. I feel slightly better, but I'm just so darn uncomfortable now, when last week, I was all ready to go and begin my life.
I know it's only a matter of time before things are "ok"...but that's an eventuality. What do I do between now and "ok"?