Growing Pains

i love calvin Crest.
this summer has flown by soooo fast. it's ridiculous. I only have 3 weeks, possibly only 2 weeks left up here, and it feels like i just started working.

It's pretty hard work too. Not hard work like my friends on the Maintenance team...which includes mowing lawns, fixing handrails, and digging trenches. Or hard work like Accommodations including scrubbing toilets, washing soiled sheets, and changing trash bags along with maintaining overflow. But hard mentally stressful work. Rushing around work. Deadline work.

Deadlines seem to be following me.
It's always "pay by this date" or sign up "before this date" or "the pizzas need to be ready by 5:15 sharp". They're everywhere.

Sunday nights are fun. my 5 friends Michelle, jill, Buck, Matt, and mike and I all play scrabble on sunday nights ("Scrabble Sunday Sundown"). I got 3 place tonight...not bad. I've been getting better actually. I usually don't do too well!

This week i have the PM shift...meaning i start at 1pm every day and get off around 9. It's nice because then i get to sleep in. Even if it does mean missing breakfast. The only breakfast i dont want to miss is friday's breakfast in Sherwood, the elementary school camp. Thursday for them in Breakfast burritos...which i must say are to DIE for. Oh man. my stomach is growling just thinking about them. Friday will be a good day. I'll visit with my friend counseling down there, eat a burrito, hang out, then go to work.

that's the only thing i don't like about being up here and my schedule. I always do the same thing.

Routine.

Maybe tomorrow i'll do something different. I'll sleep in...then what? maybe read. no...i do that EVERY DAY.

make a bracelet? sure. send letters i've been meaning to mail for the past month? good idea.

I've learned a lot about myself this summer. Who i am. who i want to be. who i DON'T EVER want to be. thats a big one. but it was necessary. and good.

Yesterday (saturday) i went to yosemite with 3 of my girl friends up here. We rented bikes (they had 4 left...perfect!) and rode around the valley. We stopped when we wanted to stop, We took pictures, we climbed rocks, we laughed, we swam, we got hit on, we ate, and we loved. It was a good day. Just as we were getting ready to leave, a rose colored smoke started to pour into the valley, giving everything a Sepia tone. There was a Fire near Mariposa causing the smoke to overflow into everything. So it was perfect timing that we were leaving. Plus it made everything appear as if we were staring through rose colored glasses. We then went to Forks for dinner at Bass Lake, where we sat and ate dinner in pure bliss. We were all just so happy with our day and how perfect it had been. Straight from a storybook. There just happened to be 4 bikes left, we just happened to leave at the right time. There just happened to be four bar seats the Forks Restaurant. It was perfect.

I wish everyone could have a day like that every now and then. I know a lot of people don't get to. People deserve a day like that though. So if you need one...take one.

I miss and love you all. I'll be home before you know it.