Tuesday, January 19, 2010

covered in golden retriever hair...

i kind of want to cry right now.
but i'm in an airport and i'm not really a big crier... but if i was in my car driving away right now, i'd probably shed a few tears. cars are good for that. crying, loud music, singing- the best kind of catharsis. but i'll be spending the next 14 hours in an airport/airplane. PSC-SFO, SFO-ORD, ORD-DTW. yikes.

but i digress.
stream of consciousness...

the last 17 days have absolutely flown by. no joke. granted, i feel as though i've been here forever in some ways too. like there was no beginning and there would be no end to this trip.
and it was glorious.

but in my heart i knew this day would come.
i knew i'd be sitting at the pasco airport at a ridiculously early hour, waiting to head back to michigan (against my will). alex drove me to the airport this morning in the mini cooper. which was sweet. i really like that car. i also found it fitting, because i'm pretty sure i spent more time with alex on this trip than i did with any other person. and i enjoyed every moment of it. i appreciate the fact that we can just laugh together about pretty much anything. there's a lot more i appreciate about him, but it doesn't seem quite right to list off all of the adventures and hilarity we've had right here in this post. it wouldn't make a lot of sense to anyone but me, so i'll save that for the old paper journal.

last night murphy, jess, and i were scheming about planning a sweet hiking trip this spring. murphy laughed that i was already planning my next trip to the tri-cities. i really do love it here. AND next time i come i get to see evan, which is an added bonus on top of the felton/eberle clan.

i might already be scoping out potential job ideas here. don't get excited, i haven't made ANY decisions yet, but i do realize that my job ends the first week of june, and there have been no solid plans made beyond that at this point. and i love it here. there is already a community of people here that i know and love, and maybe it's time for me to try living life outside of the camp world. working at camp has been my "dream job" for the past 5 years, but maybe i've already grown out of it. i've looked at hundreds of jobs in the past few years, but none have seemed to be just quite right. i have to be honest, the one i'm in right now is ok, but it's not a great fit. i can't believe they even want me to stay. i'm not really 100% suited to the job, and it's consistently incredibly humbling. i'm super nervous about going back after having a month and a half off. i'm sure i've forgotten everything i'm supposed to be doing/teaching kids. i foresee this leading to even more humbling experiences...

tomorrow morning is one to be dreaded. i have already postponed this un-delightful experience by over a week, and i'm not any more excited by it at this point. that's right, tomorrow is the day i get my wisdom teeth out. i've never had surgery before and i do NOT do well with needles. the only part i'm looking forward to (if you can call it that) is 5 days of sleeping afterwards. ha. though it would be nice to be recovered by the weekend enough to hang out with friends before heading back to work. we'll see.

*sigh* 45 minutes till i board my first flight.



"and it seems to me some kind of harmony is on the rise..." dr.horrible's sing along blog, my eyes


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