I'm moving slowly over to Google +, only truly slowed by the people who haven't made the change. If you're interested, I've got a bunch of invites. Send me your email address. That said, this is probably the last livejournal post that will also link to facebook. G+'s circles make it much easier to control the flow of my personal information.
Onto writing, and where to start? I don't journal nearly as much as I used to, or nearly as much as I have reason to. When I try to step back and look at my life, there is so much that I never expected, and so many projects it's nearly overwhelming! I fill my time, however, because I am happier when I am "doing". As lazy as I can be, the doing makes life worth living.
Jaz Kidz keeps on changing on all levels. New clients and new staff, but so many of the same old problems. Cleaning, consistency, storage, financial issues (political), etc. As much as I love working there, and love the kids, I am looking forward to a future where I have a bit more say over my environment, and learning new things in new settings. There are drudgery sort of walls with this kind of work, and I feel like I'm running into them.
With the news things comes my internship. As I was pleased to learn last semester, I got my first choice of internship at RCAA's Multiple Assistance Center (MAC). The power structure, there and at Family Services in general, has changed a little since summer break began; Brendan, who I interviewed with, no longer works there. While a lot of data I have is gossip-based, let's just say that I'm a little more nervous than I was previously. However, the MAC is going to be amazing for me. To really compact as much learning as I can into this year of school - so that I can get into the Advanced Standing Master's Program at HSU - I need to have access to a variety of services in the continuum of care, and experience aiding clients in numerous situations with numerous risk issues. The MAC is an excellent place to do this, and it's just down the street from a bus stop.
School starts on the 22nd of August; that would be 11 days and counting. 11! That's not even two full weeks! The stress bunny has started. I need to spend some distinct amount of time getting everything ready to go this week. I don't have my school books yet (and won't until I get money) but I can hunt down and set up essentially everything else I'll need.
In addition to school, my CASA case is nearing it's court date, so I have to spend some time working on the report for the judge, as well as hunting down and talking to anyone involved with the childrens' lives that I haven't yet conversed with.
In my head, this all comes on the tail of a whale of a good feeling of a job well done. North Star Quest Camp for Girls was a total blast! I had fun and I get to add to my resume, as well as having a wonderful nonprofit I can fundraise for throughout the year; I expected this. It's what I didn't expect that still has me reeling in joy: amazement. I did not expect to be amazed by 37 pre-teen girls; I did not expect to be in awe of their capacity for love, compassion, understanding, and power. I did not expect the get my cynical shell so well cracked, or to break down and cry, or to have a dastardly inner clown. Sometimes, the unexpected is exactly what we need. I'm so grateful that I've gotten to participate in this, and you can bet I'll be working my butt off to make sure next year happens as well!
Let's see, what else? So many projects! The incredible SuperKate (who is getting married Saturday) helped me to set up my sewing machine. While I'm still a novice, I can sew! I intend on making a t-shirt quilt for both practice and camping warmth.
I have the intention of becoming a snake mommy in the near future. I am trying to hunt down used (and therefore cheaper) setup goods, such as a tank and heating lights, to get a habitat available. After talking to the gentlemen at Fin & Feather, one of the smaller pythons or a milksnake will probably be the best choice for me. I need relatively small (around 3 feet) and not incredibly thick snakes so that I can be in control if ever a questionable situation arises. While the boas of my friends are beautiful, that's far too much snake for me to handle.
There's more (there is always more) and hopefully I can work journaling into a morning routine.