At least some of you have probably noticed that I haven\u2019t posted anything new for a very, very long time.\u00a0 The reason is that I got a job . . . but not a \u201cgood job.\u201d\u00a0 As you may recall, I define a \u201cgood job\u201d as fulfilling three criteria: provides the basics of survival, allows the possibility of retirement at some point, and relates to music. [1]<\/a>\u00a0 Well . . . one out<\/span> three isn\u2019t bad?\u00a0 Or maybe it is; I now have an adjunct teaching position.\u00a0 The pay would not keep Dumbo in peanuts[2]<\/a>, there are no benefits, and it eats my entire life.\u00a0 But it\u2019s a college teaching job<\/i>, in MUSIC!\u00a0 Hooray. . . <\/b>ish.<\/p>\n

My dilemma is one of fables.\u00a0 Specifically, is the operative fable here \u201ca bird in the hand . . .\u201d or \u201cmonkey with its hand in a jar\u201d?\u00a0 Should I cling tightly to my actual teaching job (attractive, since I absolutely LOVE teaching), hoping to use it to somehow gain a better (possibly even survivable) position eventually?\u00a0 Or do I accept that it is preventing me from doing, well, anything<\/i>, let go, and step into the great unknown?<\/p>\n

I\u2019m getting the impression that I\u2019m the monkey in this fable.<\/p>\n