Placement is usually announced around late May or early June, and it varies by country and by consulate (many in South Africa, New Zealand, Australia, Jamaica, Canada, Singapore and some of the US Consulates - or at least some in Denver - have found out over the past handful of days). The Chicago consulate, where I had the pleasure of sweating in a hot/hawt black suit, will be announcing results today. Likely. They said likely.
OMFG, today I find out where I'm going! (Likely.)
I just may or may not know the exact city or school or possibly Board of Ed. Maybe just the prefecture, just enough of a bone tossed my way to occupy my mind while I wait to hear from my predecessor - in days or maybe weeks - who will have all the dirt on where I'll actually be living, what my rent will be, how long it will take to bike/ride the train/walk/crawl to work, whether I'm in the city or on a remote island, whether the other teachers are cool and basically what my next year will look like on the outside before I make it my own.
Waiting is the hardest part, and knowing that information is coming (likely) makes it harder to concentrate on, well, anything else, even if I have a list of stuff to do before I hit the road for Chicago tomorrow to celebrate a nephew's high school graduation. I'll likely have plenty to think about on the about 11 hours with pit stops drive, and maybe I'll have even more info before that trip is over, too, so that I can hurry up and get everything all lined up and wait for departure at the end of July.
I wonder what time today I'll (likely) hear and what my mental state will be by then...