volunteerism is for crazy folk...
I don't know why I do these things, but I volunteered not only to look after my sister's girl, but a friend's son as well for the day. Duh. What was I thinking? Sundays are supposed to be lazy, relaxing days, but all I've gotten out of it today is a lot of noise and calamity.
Three kids. I remember wanting more than just my girl. I wanted at least six of them, all different flavors. Now, though, I'm fairly settled, and Kole and I are doing just fine on our own. If I ever get the urge to reproduce, I just borrow someone else's kid for the day, and I'm well shut of the feeling for a while.
Three kids are easier to look after sometimes. They entertain themselves. Sure, you have to break up the occasional fight or two, and make sure that one's not getting ganged up on by the other two, but the day's gone fairly well. My sister went off to the V V, good old Value Village, a large, smelly, second hand store. The other visiting guest's parent is off filming a show that she's working on.
All these artsy types. I've forgotten what this land is like, but it's coming back pretty quickly. Everything is so important, so tactile, so moving so everything. There's a great sense of urgency, that's unlike the constant rush of my previous job. That rush was neverending, which made it boring in comparision. This urgency is feeling like the moment is about to happen, watch out, don't blink or you might miss it. Pivotal moments, every second of the day.
I don't know how this job is going to go, as I'm just a monkey for now. I just do what I'm told, and some of it is beneath me, if any kind of honest work can be. But, I'm learning a lot, and it's opening my eyes to show what's out there. My only regret has been staying at the CSR job for so long. Thankless, agravating and unmotivating work. Bah.
I can't think up of a way to wind this off, other than saying my work is done on one gig, on to the new one on Wednesday. Different times, for sure.