And the world keeps turning...

It was so lovely to see everyone while I was home! I love and miss you all!


Life here continues to trudge on. We did lose a tenant a few days after Christmas. It wasn't unexpected, as she was terminally ill. But I'd just had her in my office less than a week before she died, so it's a little shocking that she was so close to the end at that time. Still, this is the first time that I haven't been sad that a tenant passed away. She was ready.


It's good to be back with the roommates. We need to get back into the swing of things in terms of scheduling food (we completely exhausted our "emergency reserve" food during that snowstorm, and now we have no food! Last night we went to an evening Mass specifically because they serve dinner afterward!), community and spirituality nights, although that will be hard because this month's schedule is crazy.


We're going to Scranton next Thursday for Re-Orientation, which sounded so far off when we first got here! We'll be there for almost a week. The following week, all of the former Camden JVs are coming to our place for a reunion (which they sort of planned without telling us; the first we heard about it was that six people will be crashing on our floor for a weekend. On the upside, they remember what it was like to be a JV and will treat us to groceries in return for our hospitality).


We have to start planning for our big event next month: the Valentine's Day party. Remember how each JV house is assigned a holiday party (each community is responsible for throwing a party, which relieves financial burden for the rest of the houses for the rest of the year)? We have Valentine's. (An aside: I'm really not the partying type. It seems like most JV parties eventually devolve into beer pong and romances that become awkward in the sober light of day. I like to either play hostess in the kitchen, or hang out in a quiet corner and talk to someone. I think I'm too old a soul to enjoy big, loud parties). Which is not to say that I'm not excited-- I love throwing parties a lot more than I love attending them.


Going home was a very timely balm for my soul. I spent a lot of time on the move to visit my loved ones, and even then my time was so limited that I didn't get to see everyone. BUT, I'll be back in June to go to a couple weddings, so try to catch me between nuptual gatherings! My big concern after the break was getting enough rest, because I kept waking up early and staying out late while at home! That schedule, plus the plane ride and the jet lag are making me a little sleepy today.


Work has gone a bit nutty-- for various reasons, upper management has decided that it's the best use of resources to take a case manager (yours truly) and stick her with the after-school child care program. (I've trained for four months to be a case manager, and now with four hours' warning, they're putting me in child care? I'm pretty miffed.)


I wanted a better way to end this, but I can hear a lady with Altzheimer's yelling down the hall, and I just know she's headed for my office door...