Some of the Good Stuff

Morning. Not too much time to write this morning. We woke up a little late. My mind is trying to balance itself out, but it’s like that little 2 horse power motor on back of the boat. It’s like almost catching, but encourages you to keep pulling its cord.

Finishing up on our granola and sipping the coffee. Ahh, what an amazing life we lead that both should be awaiting us faithfully each morning. :)

There are a lot of flit-floating thoughts crossing the "almost thoughts" domain ... thinking now of a stock ticker. The symbols are supposed to read something, but we’re not really tuned in to what they are saying. It catches our attention nonetheless. Whoops, thought James was going to say something, but he changed his mind.

We saw V this morning for a couple of minutes, but wasted the time complaining about something or another. Double drat!

Yesterday was an ok day in that things were accomplished, but nothing real sparkly. Sr. Tess cut short the Annual meeting due to lack of patience or decor. She missed the first part and left again during our presentation of the goals, then came back and jumped us to the conclusion in a rude and aggressive manner. I think it confused the parents and representative from the other organization. *Sigh*

Otherwise, we just did tasks on our list. We got out the Annual report same day and took care of a Personal Preference interview with one of the clients among other things. Hehe, well now we're going to reconsider and think she actually brought me a few sparkly moments.  She’s one of my favorites and I was very impressed with how her thoughts have changed throughout the years. She started when I did, so we’re both beginning our sixth year at St. Rose. She answered every question quickly and efficiently and her thoughts were impressive in the difference of maturity. I was a little afraid, in that, she is almost overly concerned with a poor attitude. I think I’ll have to talk with her DSP to find out what’s going on there.

Sometimes we compare our life next to the client’s or question how we would survive the same situation. It was hard not to cringe as she talked about the bugs in her house coming from the basement after asking her what most would she like to change. Not only are their roaches, but as well spiders, waterbugs, and it appears various slugs. It is government housing and it will be a while before the next set of units are built for her and her family. Sometimes you just gotta say, "God Bless You!" I’ve learneda world of difference since meeting this young lady.

One more story of her that I’m very proud of. We’ve talked quite a bit to this individual and some of her peers about relationships and maintaining personal respect and boundaries over the years. She is still going through "boy stuff," but it’s remarkable how much more she’s matured in her feelings of self worth. We have a new male who’s pretty smart intellectually, so much that his service might be discontinued. He’s also street smart. Apparently, he figured in his first month that he was better than some of the others. He told our client to, "get over here girl!" As love hungry as she still is and tall and good looking as he, our client held her composure and told him straight out, "I’m not your girl. I don’t like to be bossed, and I am a lady, not a girl." Man-o-man couldn’t have been more proud!

We gotta go about now ... but we’re leaving with a smile and new sense of purpose in our work. There are things to do and all of them are as important as the next!