summer in cincy
Greetings all! I know you haven't seen me here in about a month, please forgive me. I could lie and say that life has been crazy and busy and that's why I haven't written, but that's not true... forgive me anyways?
First, a quick update: I'm working as an intern for Cedar Village, Cincinnati's Jewish nursing home. I do a lot of different things for them, but the biggest part of my job is running their junior volunteer program. It's supposed to be for 6-8th graders, but there are kids ranging in age from 10-17 in the program, so as you can probably imagine, it's been an interesting first couple of weeks. It's really a great job because I get to spend time with kids (just like all those summers when I was a camp counselor) and I also get to be with the residents. The first few days were hard, especially when I made the mistake of going into Ed's empty room. But I kept rereading the letter my brother wrote to me when Ed died, and I realized that Ed would have loved what I'm doing for the people who live there. So I get up way too early every morning, put on long pants, closed toed shoes, and a shirt that goes past my elbows (can you tell that this is the part of my job I absolutely love???), spend seven hours working my ass off and stressing out, and then I drive home burning up in my hot clothes feeling so good about whatever it is that went on that day. It's a really confusing place to work, but I love it so much.
That was the good part. Here comes the not fun part. Ready? Okay. I'm lonely as all hell. I don't remember the last time I felt lonely like this. I've always been surrounded by tons of people, busy doing all sorts of things, and I've ALWAYS been needed. But now, I go to work every weekday, get home at 4:30 or 5, and then all of a sudden, there is NOTHING to do and NOBODY to be with. I guess that's not really true, I do see some of my friends, and it's really nice. Overall, though, not very many people are here for the summer and I've lost touch with a lot of people from high school (not a bad thing, just bound to happen). I've gotten to go to Columbus twice and Cleveland once so far, and that's been great... nothing against my friends at home, but I've just felt so relieved and relaxed on those trips. And yes, it's nice to be home with my family, especially now that my little brother is back from camp, but they get on my nerves really quickly. We've always gotten along really well and we still do, but I get so moody and touchy around them. I think they're bearing the brunt of my moodiness and I feel bad about it. It sounds horrible, but I'm just taking it one day at a time, trying to relax during my free nights, and looking forward to trips and stuff like that.
Nothing much else to report from good old porkopolis... I promise I'll try to update more though! I hope everyone's enjoying their summers a little bit more than I am. I'm missing all you fools who are far away!!
As always, yours till the banana splits :)