Oh my goodness. Where to begin?
Things have been crazy hectic on my
end, hence the lack of updates. Two days after Matt and I celebrated our
anniversary, my mom came to stay with us for a week. We acted like tourists and
took in all the sights and ate delicious food. White truffle pesto, Dungeness
crab, a double chocolate cookie lavender ice cream sandwich, calamari steak, lavender
lemon cookies, figs on pizza, and the list goes on and on. It was an interesting to see my life
and this city through someone else's eyes.
Immediately after my mom left town,
I started working part-time on-call relief (8 – 24 hours per week on average)
for the domestic violence shelter (DV) I had been volunteering with since
January. New jobs are never easy, especially ones that deal with crisis work, and DV is no exception. This position has been amazingly exciting and
absurdly stressful but I am incredibly happy to be with such a wonderful agency
doing work that I am proud of.
My part-time serving job at Olga's
has morphed into a full-time position with the change in management in May. We
got a new general manager (who is wonderful) and lost half the serving staff
within a few weeks (not everyone enjoys change). Olga's is in the process of
hiring and training new people, but nothing happens quickly in a corporate
company so until then we're all sharing the strain with fewer days off, busier
work days and shorter breaks.
Between being full time at Olga's,
part time with DV, keeping my volunteer hours with Planned Parenthood and
commuting across the metropolis, I have been a very busy bee. It's fun to have
a full planner again, but I'm ready to find a balance that leans a bit more
towards the leisure side than I'm currently sporting (more hiking in my Seattle summer please!).
Matt has been wonderfully supportive and is often the only
reason I survive the madness of daily life. Our kitten Ere and her adorable furry face being
survival mechanism #2. When these things aren't quite curing the insanity, I
take several big deep breaths and just let it go. Life moves on.
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