A short note...
Killing time while I wait for the afternoon volunteer to show up at the front desk, so that I can go to the goodbye luncheon for our volunteer coordinator. She's been here about 3 years, which, as the Boss says, is about 10 years in Real Change time.
I like the volunteer coordinator; she's sweet and patient and clever, and it's been nice having her around. I like the Traveler -- my new co-vendor staff person -- too. But the dynamic of the office will be shifting slightly with the VC gone, and it's a little sad.
There's alot that's a little sad right now, actually. And some things that are very, very sad.
For the last year, I've felt very, very lost.
I have a job I love, roommates I love, friends and family I love. I'm in good health, with a career open to me I believe in, and all things considered, I feel like we've all survived and come through the past year and all the grief in it....if not intact, then at least, I don't know, still upright. So I don't know where this sense of spinning in a vacuum is coming from, or why I'm struggling so much in my faith and my relationships with the people I love. Lately there's a sense of vertigo to even the smallest decision, and I seem to be running from responsibility to responsibility, with no one making great demands on me but with so many little demands getting made that I'm left completely empty.
In other news.
We had the End-of-Year Quest retreat this past weekend, a nice day and night spent camping at a state park nearby, doing our Americorps paperwork (gah, was THAT a waste of time!) and then having fun swimming, frisbee-ing, and spending some time together. I like the Questers; I wish I could have spent more time with them this year. But nearly all of them are staying in Seattle, so hopefully we'll have future fun. And on Monday, the Sculptor moved in! And because we believe in getting the worst out of the way immediately, we introduced her to our "Chore Wars" party, had a house meeting where we rambled and babbled, and then watched "Scotland, PA." Hopefully she doesn't hate us already. :4)
Well, the afternoon volunteer is finally here an hour late, so though the lunch is probably mostly over, I can go at least say "Bye!" to the VC. More later, maybe.
I like the volunteer coordinator; she's sweet and patient and clever, and it's been nice having her around. I like the Traveler -- my new co-vendor staff person -- too. But the dynamic of the office will be shifting slightly with the VC gone, and it's a little sad.
There's alot that's a little sad right now, actually. And some things that are very, very sad.
For the last year, I've felt very, very lost.
I have a job I love, roommates I love, friends and family I love. I'm in good health, with a career open to me I believe in, and all things considered, I feel like we've all survived and come through the past year and all the grief in it....if not intact, then at least, I don't know, still upright. So I don't know where this sense of spinning in a vacuum is coming from, or why I'm struggling so much in my faith and my relationships with the people I love. Lately there's a sense of vertigo to even the smallest decision, and I seem to be running from responsibility to responsibility, with no one making great demands on me but with so many little demands getting made that I'm left completely empty.
In other news.
We had the End-of-Year Quest retreat this past weekend, a nice day and night spent camping at a state park nearby, doing our Americorps paperwork (gah, was THAT a waste of time!) and then having fun swimming, frisbee-ing, and spending some time together. I like the Questers; I wish I could have spent more time with them this year. But nearly all of them are staying in Seattle, so hopefully we'll have future fun. And on Monday, the Sculptor moved in! And because we believe in getting the worst out of the way immediately, we introduced her to our "Chore Wars" party, had a house meeting where we rambled and babbled, and then watched "Scotland, PA." Hopefully she doesn't hate us already. :4)
Well, the afternoon volunteer is finally here an hour late, so though the lunch is probably mostly over, I can go at least say "Bye!" to the VC. More later, maybe.