Cement Girl

i interviewed for an office job today that is just PERFECT, i want it so badly. They really liked me. My interview was at 3:30, and i was there until 4:45! can you believe that? i interviewed with one guy, and then talked with the owner for a long time, and by the time i left we were all joking and laughing with each other. The owner said that if it were up to him, he'd hire me.

eeeeeee.

also- they pay for parking or mass transit.

eeeee.

in other news: i have one day left of packing and checking my girls out of their rooms. then i go home tomorrow night and REST!

or unpack.

11:29 pm: 4 down, 16 to go.
11:43pm: 6 down, 14 to go.
12:11am: 10 down, 10 to go.
Maybe an hour? then i could go to bed? hurray.
12:25am: 12 down, 8 to go.
12:42am: 14 down, 6 to go!!!
12:55am: 15 down, 5 to go. I had a slight distraction.
1:09am: 16 down, 4 to go. CRAP!! this always happens. I wanted to be in bed at 1:30. Maybe 2 now.
1:34: 19 down, 1 to go!! After a little ten minute break to confiscate firecrackers from freshmen boys.
1:42am: DONE!! now just pray for sarah. I'm going to bed. big day tomorrow.

I'm counting down, yes. And you can play along also.

"can't remember all the times
i tried to tell myself
to hold on to these moments
as they pass
.... and it's one more day up
in the canyon
and it's one more night in hollywood
so long since i've seen the ocean
guess i should"

After a meeting with the current and upcoming PAs it became so clear to me what a unique and unexplainable job being a PA is. Some current PAs commented on how you can't really explain the friend/PA boundaries, you can't tell your out-of-dorm friends exactly what's going on, because they won't understand, and you can't put into words what a weight of responsibility the whole situation entails, the 24/7 job that it is. You cannot walk away from this job- it doesn't let you. All of us agreed that no matter where you are, you're thinking of your hall.. maybe not people specifically but of your hall, your responsibilities, and constantly questioning your priorities and your own activities.

while most are dreaming of the day finals are over so that they can be free from the reigns of homework and professors, i dream of the day I can enjoy myself without worrying about the next hall meeting, hall activity, or the incident report i have to file.

it is not that i dislike my job. It is not that I wish I hadn't done it. I have loved this year, I have loved the experience, I have LOVED the responsibility, I have loved the relationships. But it's hard to explain. freedom awaits me this summer.

thought for the day:

dear lord, when I decide to get married, please don't let my wedding plans run my life, my conversations, and my mind. There's nothing more boring than an engaged girl whose life consists of her wedding.

a week (+ 1 day) in the life of me:

friday, april 30th:
field trip with fifth graders, practice bass, leave with parents for e. oregon

saturday:
play with my niece, visit with my family, go to wedding in baker city

sunday:
more time with family, my niece, drive home (and spend an extra hour and a half driving in the process)

monday:
shop for presents, take someone to an appt, finish a notebook, study for final, PA meeting, friend's birthday dinner

tuesday:
final 8am, hall party, finish final project for cultural anthropology

wednesday:
juries for bass, final for c. anthropology, pack, take stuff home, youth

thursday:
pack pack pack, take stuff home, check people out of their rooms, PA dinner

friday:
pack pack pack, check people out of their rooms, clean hall, move home

saturday:
fly to iowa