what do you do when you really need a lamp?
Today was a good day.
This morning was spent shopping for pantry supplies for our families. That meant way too long in Wal-mart, but that was ok. I don't let myself shop at walmart anymore so I hadn't been in since about May, but it wasn't that bad of an experience.
After stocking the pantry items and putting them in the apartments, I went out to lunch with a couple of the women who helped us out. We had a good time. I often find myself talking about my goals and what I'm doing next (really the various possibilities of what I'm doing next) with people these days. I talked a lot about counterculture because it really has quickly become a part of who I am and what defines me here in albuquerque.
As we finished up, two of us decided we needed to try to finish up one of the apartments that didn't quite get done. So we headed down to the storage unit. Oh joy, the storage unit. My favorite place. *cough, sarcasm*
To make a long story short, Linda and I were in the storage unit, and I noticed that a guy was standing inside the storage unit hunched down over some lamps I had just placed near the front. Suddenly I see him pick up a lamp and walk out the door. I mention this to Linda as I'm walking towards him and she turns around and yells "Sir! Excuse me that lamp is ours!" At that point the man set the lamp down in the middle of the alley and kept walking. It was strange. I will never know what he could have done with a lamp made at least in the 80s if not 70s, but he didn't get away with it. So apparently if you ever need a lamp, walk down a random alley and pick one up.
We got the apartment together for the most part minus a mirror that we can't figure out how to hang.
All of the apartments are ready for families, which is good as we're bringing in 4 new families tomorrow. We'll pick up our first one at 10, our second at 11:30, another at 12 and the last will meet us there at 1. It will be a long day, though it doesn't sound like these people have near the amount of stuff that some of our families had last year. I guess one misconception that I had coming into this was that our families would really not have very much stuff when they moved in. Now it is true that families usually have very little, but we did manage to fill up a jeep last time moving a family out of a shelter. It is possible to accumulate things, but keeping them safe is another story.
I wish I could share a picture of the shoppers and our groceries from today, but I can't get the pictures off of the camera as I don't have the cable I need. I have to go in tomorrow and get them put on a cd and then I will share pictures.
Tonight was our first Monday night football meetup at the counterculture house where I watched about a quarter and a half of the game. It just got terribly boring watching Dallas run away with the ball. Instead I ended up playing pool and won quite a few games and lost in the final round against Paul (who happens to own the table we were playing on). It was a good night, but I'm tired. Since the thumping bass doesn't exist next door and it is relatively quiet, I think I'll give sleep a chance. This is an incredibly busy week, full of ups and downs emotionally with bringing in new families, so I need all the rest I can muster.
10 days now until I get to visit my brother and only 18 days until I get to visit my home away from home at Alma Matthews in the East Village. Yay for US-2 midterm! I'm so beyond ready for it to be September.
This morning was spent shopping for pantry supplies for our families. That meant way too long in Wal-mart, but that was ok. I don't let myself shop at walmart anymore so I hadn't been in since about May, but it wasn't that bad of an experience.
After stocking the pantry items and putting them in the apartments, I went out to lunch with a couple of the women who helped us out. We had a good time. I often find myself talking about my goals and what I'm doing next (really the various possibilities of what I'm doing next) with people these days. I talked a lot about counterculture because it really has quickly become a part of who I am and what defines me here in albuquerque.
As we finished up, two of us decided we needed to try to finish up one of the apartments that didn't quite get done. So we headed down to the storage unit. Oh joy, the storage unit. My favorite place. *cough, sarcasm*
To make a long story short, Linda and I were in the storage unit, and I noticed that a guy was standing inside the storage unit hunched down over some lamps I had just placed near the front. Suddenly I see him pick up a lamp and walk out the door. I mention this to Linda as I'm walking towards him and she turns around and yells "Sir! Excuse me that lamp is ours!" At that point the man set the lamp down in the middle of the alley and kept walking. It was strange. I will never know what he could have done with a lamp made at least in the 80s if not 70s, but he didn't get away with it. So apparently if you ever need a lamp, walk down a random alley and pick one up.
We got the apartment together for the most part minus a mirror that we can't figure out how to hang.
All of the apartments are ready for families, which is good as we're bringing in 4 new families tomorrow. We'll pick up our first one at 10, our second at 11:30, another at 12 and the last will meet us there at 1. It will be a long day, though it doesn't sound like these people have near the amount of stuff that some of our families had last year. I guess one misconception that I had coming into this was that our families would really not have very much stuff when they moved in. Now it is true that families usually have very little, but we did manage to fill up a jeep last time moving a family out of a shelter. It is possible to accumulate things, but keeping them safe is another story.
I wish I could share a picture of the shoppers and our groceries from today, but I can't get the pictures off of the camera as I don't have the cable I need. I have to go in tomorrow and get them put on a cd and then I will share pictures.
Tonight was our first Monday night football meetup at the counterculture house where I watched about a quarter and a half of the game. It just got terribly boring watching Dallas run away with the ball. Instead I ended up playing pool and won quite a few games and lost in the final round against Paul (who happens to own the table we were playing on). It was a good night, but I'm tired. Since the thumping bass doesn't exist next door and it is relatively quiet, I think I'll give sleep a chance. This is an incredibly busy week, full of ups and downs emotionally with bringing in new families, so I need all the rest I can muster.
10 days now until I get to visit my brother and only 18 days until I get to visit my home away from home at Alma Matthews in the East Village. Yay for US-2 midterm! I'm so beyond ready for it to be September.
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