Sunday, June 1: Today I go to Historic Sully Plantation to see a Civil War encampment. I’m feeling the doldrums today, so I force myself just to get out, as it’s a beautiful day.
Completed in 1799 by Richard Bland Lee, the main house at Sully Historic Site reflects the history of Fairfax County and combines aspects of Georgian and Federal architecture. Richard Bland Lee was Northern Virginia’s first Representative to Congress, as well as General Robert E. Lee’s uncle.
On the National Register for Historic Places, and accredited by the American Association of Museums, Sully also includes original outbuildings, representative slave quarter and gardens. Guided tours highlight the early 19th century life of the Richard Bland Lee family, tenant farmers and enslaved African-Americans. Programs reflect the history of Fairfax County through the 20th century.
You can tell how bored I am by life in Virginia that I actually went to this event. I’m not keen on staged events like these, and though I find it interesting that other people are really into these re-enactments, I’m not that interested in them myself.
Here it is, nearing a year since returning to the USA after living abroad for two years, and I’m still suffering from reverse culture shock. I have a hard time finding activities I’m interested in, and as my followers can probably tell from my infrequent posting on my blog, I’ve lost interest in blogging. I’m beset by wanderlust and am anxious to travel abroad again. Besides that, my job search in America has been unsuccessful, and I decided at the end of May that I will just accept the fact that I will be a teacher until I retire. I guess I will never be able to put my Master’s degree to good use. I find this very discouraging and frustrating, but I don’t have the energy to keep applying for jobs from which I get no reply or acknowledgement.
As a fallback, I decided I’d teach an intensive Speaking & Listening course at the community college this summer. However, it was not to be. Two weeks before classes were to start, the course was cancelled due to low enrollment. Because of the adjunct system at the college, few teachers have full-time positions; this allows the administration to adjust needs for teachers based on enrollment. I was really planning on teaching this class and counted on the income. Luckily, at the last-minute, I got offered a part-time class, with half the hours and half the money. I guess it’s better than nothing, but it’s frustrating not to have a dependable job and income.
Because of my fruitless job search and this setback with the college, I decided that if I’m going to continue teaching, the best way to leverage that to my advantage is to go abroad again. At least I get a salary I can depend on, the opportunity to be immersed in a new culture, and the chance to travel. So. I decided that I would try to go to China for a year. As there seems to be a mandatory retirement age of 60 for many Chinese schools, and since I’m in my late 50s, I figured if I wanted to go to China, I should do it now. Mike and the boys are supportive of my quest. The last week in May, I started applying to every university I could find in China with available jobs.
Stay tuned for further developments. 🙂