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I'm tired and sore. This really isn't any different than any other evening since I've been here at the new(er) job though. I still love what I do. Even the square dances. (Insert gasp here.) I love working with the kids. I love seeing and hearing their reactions when they pull the cord on our giant swing and go flying through the air. I love getting a kid stopped and having them look at me and say "I should have gone higher!" I love seeing the kids who are so scared of heights tell me "You don't know what it's like, you just climbed that pole." and then see their reaction when I tell them I'm scared of heights still.

Canoed twice this week. Climbed the big scarey pole again today. That makes it three times in just as many weeks for that stupidly tall pole. The tired and sore feeling is good though. I feel like I'm accomplishing stuff. And, well, I'm losing weight too. I should be happier.

I wish this lasted longer. I don't want to go back to not being this physical during my day.

Our latest crew goes home tomorrow. I work another group Friday, and have Saturday-Sunday off, I think. There's stuff I need to get done like clean my car out, organise my stuff, clean up our place, switch my license plates. And then there's stuff I want to do, like sketch, knit some more, listen to music Adam sent me, find a job for after this. . . I guess I have to do that sooner or later. Hopefully sooner.

I'm off to go to bed. I hope.

I wonder who still reads this thing.