Thursday, September 11, 2008

When it rains, it pours

So much has happened in the past few weeks. I'll try to type out a coherent post, but it may be a little rough around the edges after having sat at a computer for 8.5 hours today. Hopefully my cyber-fatigue won't get in the way too much.

Gustav hit the Gulf Coast. I'm grateful that it wasn't nearly as bad as it could have been, but I'm still sad for those who were hit. Cuba, Haiti and so many other islands have seen the worst of it. Pearlington saw quite a bit of water, causing flooding in 100 homes plus the Turtle Landing (the only place in the world I would ever sing karaoke). Houma was hit by the eye which caused a great deal of damage to many homes, including Kevin Henry who is a friend as well as employee of PDA. I can't even imagine what it is like to lose your home twice in three years.

I started my job as Volunteer Coordinator with "I Have a Dream" Foundation of Boulder County. I'm in love with this job. The past few months of depression and questioning and waiting have all been worth it because now I'm in a place where I feel complete. My co-workers are amazing and it seems like everyone is passionate about what we do. I don't think I've ever worked for an organization where I actually feel energized by the work that we do, instead of drained and burnt out.

I bought a car. I didn't really mean to quite yet, it just sort of happened. A big part of my job will be hauling kids to tutoring sessions and field trips and such. I didn't really like the idea of breaking down with kids in the car and I'm sure their parents wouldn't appreciate that either. So, I went into the bank on a Friday to get pre-approved for a loan, just to get the process started. When I got home, I cruised around Craigslist to see what I should expect to pay for a car, when I found my car. I had the same gut feeling about this car that I had about going to UCCS and going to Mississippi and working for "I Have a Dream". It just felt right for some reason. So I called the guy up to set up a test drive and my dad and I went up to Ft. Collins the next day to take a look. I thought it was a typo when it said it only had 57,000 miles on it, because nobody sells their Subaru with only 57,000 miles on it. I was psyched when I found out it was true! The guy, a recent CSU grad, is moving to Bangkok for an internship and has to sell the car to pay for the trip. The car is in great shape mechanically, but it has some cosmetic issues like a lovely key scratch all along the driver's side, evidently put there by the owner's frat brother. I may even be able to sell Subie to a woman who teaches with my mom. Apparently she is obsessed with Subarus and likes to buy old ones to fix up. And here I thought I'd have to pay someone to take her off my hands:)

I'm babysitting a 16 year old. Maybe babysitting is the right word, more like housesitting with the added bonus of hanging out with a 16 year old. My best friend Jessie's parents are out of town this week and didn't want to leave their younger daughter home alone. So far things are good. She's a really great kid and there haven't been any issues so far. I'm just trying to give her some space so she doesn't think I'm hovering.

I think I covered all the bases. My eyes are starting to bug out, so I'll sign off for now.

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