I often joke at work that I am going to run away and join the circus. My specific job in the circus always changes...tightrope walker...elephant feeder...lion tamer.
I love my job. I really do. I often wake up and think about how much I love my job. I love that it challenges me. I love that it changes every day. I love that I never know what to expect. I love the kids.
Lately, though, work has been really stressful. I still love it, but there have been fewer GREAT days and way more RUN AWAY days lately.
I've spent the past month interviewing for summer staff. We did first interviews to weed out the people who would get eaten alive by our first graders. Then I invited the survivors to come "volunteer" at the Club for an hour to get a better sense of our kids (I wanted them to know what they were getting in to...we get a lot of former EFY counselors applying...our kids are NOT EFY kids) before they come back for the second interview, which involves teaching a class. Asking them to volunteer successfully weeded out about three people. Then I had second interviews, which take just over half an hour.
I hired eight Youth Development Professionals (YDPs) (one of my current YDPs is staying on, one is my new Program Director), one Power Hour Director (one of my current YDPs got this new position), and we are hiring a front desk person/substitute...but we still have to complete second interviews for that position.
In addition, we had two fundraisers in one week: The LaVell Edwards Golf Tournament and the Run for Kids (5k and 10k). The same day as the Run, I also took 11 kids (along with my Program Director and one parent) to see Seussical. It was super fun, but made for a long day and week.
Plus I'm in school.
Plus there was a boy.
I need a vacation. But alas, there is no time. Not for a good vacation, at least.
I decided to settle for laying out at my pool and going shopping with Liz in Park City.
Then we saw the forecast. Cold. Potentially rainy. Blech.
So, Liz and I have decided to run away for the holiday weekend...to Vegas. Land of sun and sin. And the largest H&M in the WORLD.
Bring it on, baby!
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Was a boy as in past tense? Vegas is a really fun place to go for a quick weekend. Eat at hash house ago go at imperial palace if you get the chance.:)
I think you would be a fabulous lion tamer. Although-- you are fabulous at everything you try! Thinking of you. Miss your smile. xox
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