What a day

Today was such a strange day that it deserves to be documented. I woke Felix up for work at 3AM after we'd each only had about four hours of sleep. His EMT class has him getting home at 10PM on a few weeknights. It was a struggle to get his butt out of bed. I passed back out when he left and snoozed my alarm until 9:12!!! I usually get to work by 9AM. I figured Felix could give me a ride but no, he was staying late at work. I frantically rushed to get ready and ran out the door looking like a mess.

A half block from my bus stop a guy in a giant pick-up truck pulls over and says, "Excuse me ma'am... I just wanted to say you are one hot woman." Despite his commentary, he didn't seem too terribly creepy so I said thank you and kept walking. Well he drives ahead and waits at the end of the block so he can say, "I sure hope he's doin his job because he is one lucky motherfucker." So, he either saw my ring or assumed. I assured him Felix is doing well but said I'd let him know what the guy said. He says bye, drives off, and is gone.

Finally my bus arrives and I hop on. We go from 23rd Street down to 19th and get stuck thanks to a stopped train. Lovely. It wasn't like I was late or anything. About 10 minutes later we continue on and I end up at work at 10AM frantically apologizing to my manager.

I go to log in to my computer and voila, the whe server is down. It was down from 10AM to about 11:30 when we left for lunch. It was my going away lunch and so bittersweet. I chose Zocalo to keep the non-sushi-lovers in mind and thankfully everyone liked it. At the end of the meal they presented me with some very thoughtful parting gifts including gift cards to a few of our favorite lunch spots. That was incredibly thoughtful especially since I will be unemployed and not get to eat out as often. I couldn't read my card at the table because I knew I'd cry.

We get back and I finish boxing up my desk since the new student starts tomorrow. When it's time to leave I get out to Felix kind of late and we head to Sutter Express to check out my TB test results. I read the card in the car and get l emotional. The doc at Sutter Express checks my arm - Negative, whoo. Now I just have to get this paperwork to my internship site. On the drive back home to midtown a giant rock cracks our already pathetic windshield. I'm talking a HUGE, asterisk-shaped crack bigger than a silver dollar. Oh, joy.

Once we got home I refused to leave. I was just glad the day was drawing to a close. Tomorrow I start training the new student then Friday is my last day. I can't wait for school to start next week :) Senior year, I will destroy you (in a good way).

Transitions

I probably shouldn't confess this but I'm sitting at my gray desk in my tiny little gray cubicle thinking about all the reasons I don't want to be here. I genuinely adore my coworkers, these strong and amazing women (and one man) I've come to know over these past 3 years and 9 months. This is the longest I've held any job. Still, I'm done. It's almost physically painful to sit still. I don't care about applications or salaries anymore. I'm only still trying for the afforementioned coworkers. Two more weeks and I'll be rid of all this gray.

This weekend I volunteered at the Health, Education, and Career Conference for foster youth and foster parents. I woke up at 5:30AM and stumbled across Sac City's campus to the Student Center around 7AM. I worked harder than I have in months... and I loved every second of it. I welcomed attendees, helped with Planned Parenthood's Safe is Sexy workshop, and did some crazy high energy child care toward the end. By the time I left I had huge raw blisters and my whole body ached. It was perfect. Each half smile, awkward hello or nod lingered with me. One girl said she was going to look into Americorps so she could do things like this because she was having so much fun. The whole experience renewed my excitement and desire to finally be doing what I'm studying. I get to be a social worker soon.

Afterward I attended an officer mixer for the Bachelor of Social Work Association and the Master of Social Work Association. Being around people who cared so much about the same things I did made my heart feel full. We had some fun and did a lot of planning for the upcoming semester. Now I can't wait for school to start :)