returning

Going back to my jobs this week.  Yeah, they are all volunteer gigs, but I created most of them and I am very good at what I do. 

Mentoring is a snap most of the time.  I am with the same student for the second year, and that is all I have to share about that.  Yep.

The jobs related work, well, I actually did create both of those positions.  The first is for a city agency, to which I had gone with the idea.  Coming up on four years providing work documents, resources and referrals and support for social services.  I do the same thing, only slightly differently for a state agency.  I like both places, pretty much equally.  Very different environments and staff, but both are so satisfying.  And, if I finish early at the state gig, I can usually squeeze time in for something fun, lunch or a walk or just sitting down by the harbor and watching the waves and the people.

I have been away from those activities for a month because I have been ill for a long time and a trip to the doctor and some crummy test results and, well, here I am, back on track, recovering from a bad cold (is there any other kind...man) and whilst I was not looking forward to having such a busy schedule again when I thought about it last week, today finds me feeling great about returning.

Tomorrow is me, doing my best to finish the laundry, something I really do not want to do, but I love clean bedding and clothes, so what is a girl to do.  It really was so nice to have a washer and dryer in the house.  You know, that might be the only, like absolutely only-only-only thing that I miss from my old life.  Seriously.  That means the balance of my Universe is just fine, so no complaining is warranted.  Rats.

 I had better make sure that I stop at the market for tote-able food for lunches when I am out tomorrow.  I really cannot see myself taking oatmeal or broth and saltines.  Maybe.

Wonder if CoolCat will miss our naps.