It’s like purgatory

The summer keeps going. I work long hours with the seniors. I’m discovering the horrors of human nature. I promise never to act the way the people I’ve met act. I’ve moved home, completely now. I’ll miss that apartment, I really liked it.

I sometimes don’t think about the fall for an entire day or two. But, then someone will ask or I will look up a website and it will hit me. I’m going to grad school in the fall! I’m so excited, I wish that the fall could be here now. I looked at the course offerings today. They are exciting. I have to choose between a religion and democracy class and an intro to the bible class (old testament) both sound interesting and up my alley and would work towards my goals. The Biblical Hebrew class meets 3 days a week at 8AM. early mornings…but not like now. I just want to rub my feet together and wish myself into september.

But I’m trying to remember that I enjoy what I’m doing this summer. And, it’s a learning experience. Even if it’s a tough day full of complaints and no compliments.

Friday 5

I’m actually going to do it! This Friday Five is a day in the life of a senior summer school program coordinator.

Day: Today

1. Go to starbucks at 5AM, work until 10 AM. Clean out the milk refrigerator, sit on floor of walk in fridge and scrub frantically at permanent white spots (did the milk bleach the refrigerator?) Frantically brew coffee, and try to hear drink orders (I swear that when I’m in cafe I can’t hear a thing).

2. Come home. See email from Pres. (soon to depart) of company saying call in the office (he’s back from vacation!) Call. He’s not in yet. Decide to fall asleep and hope that he’ll call in a half hour. Wake up to his phone call nearly 1/2 hour later. Vent about how crazy/horrible it is to have the building the program is in sold and all my contacts gone. Vent about new VP of marketing that wasn’t the greatest find/went over my head/stepped on my toes.

3. Get dressed and drive into work. Get lost in hometown because woke up too early/had to find an alternate route. Finally arrive.

4. It’s 12:39 and lunch (free for me!) is over in 20 minutes. Make a beeline for the dining room. Enter room. Dining manager stops me to talk about management changes (thankfully not in the dining room) and lend her support (she’s awesome!). While talking, a whole table of “students” call my name. I signal 1 minute. After discussion with manager, I go make my sandwich. One major complainer from the table comes and talks to me. They want my opinion of a restaurant. I give it. I meet a program director as I head to a table to eat by myself (she’s already eaten). We chat, I eat alone.

5. I strategize with program directors. Print signs. Help load people onto bus for tour of Monona terrace. Meet maintenance guy in classroom who has a better/alternative mike set-upc (yay!). Meet new property manager. Not impressed. Noodle around with future sessions’ schedule. Eat dinner. Help set up diva instructor. He speaks to me nicely. Victory! Strategize about little bus trips (free) to local attractions/necessities for next week. Pack up computer. Go home. Put in laundry. Watch a little TV. Here I am!

craziness

It’s so strange here in Wisconsin/upper midwest right now. The weather has been crazy, as you probably know. Rivers are overflowing, highways are closed. Basically, even though today was mostly beautiful (except for the brief rain/hailstorm). I don’t even know what to say.

In the rest of my life, Senior Summer School has taken over it. Basically, I’m going to be at the coffeeshop or downtown for the next 8 weeks. I just hope I have time to breath/shower/sleep. It’s fun, though, and I am so much more calm than when I last planned events. Which is nice. I like not feeling frantic.

no Friday 5

I wasn’t inspired this week. It’s been busy with the senior summer school coming up in just a week! ah! and moving and the heat/really strange weather that’s moving across the country.

We’re just trying to stay cool, get stuff done and sell the couch.

weekends are for…moving

It’s a beautiful Sunday in June. Hello June! And last year, if we had had this type of day, we would have been off to a state park, mostly likely Governor Dodge, to hike and play in the water. But today, sigh, we have been moving back to our parents house (where I’ll stay for 2 months before heading off to school). Packing and moving and loading the car. We’re doing this slowly, but diligently so that we’re done well before our lease is up on the 30th. I also washed my car for the first time since winter…long overdue.

I wish that we could be at Governor Dodge right now…I can’t wait to act like it’s summer!