transitions...
So most of my fellow US-2s have started going through their transitions to the next chapter of their lives, and Tiffany just posted a quick blog about it being August already and ended it with a quote from Grey's Anatomy that is oh so true... "We're adults. When did that happen? And how do we make it stop?"
I've been a little stressed out myself even though I am not leaving here. I turned in notice to my apartment complex that I'm leaving at the end of the month, but have nowhere to move to. I feel like that might have been a bit silly, but I fear that if I don't make myself move, I won't. So I'm frantically looking for a place to live. If it doesn't happen I have amazing friends who will let me stay in their spare room for a few weeks, but I'm trying to have confidence that I will find something I like and can afford.
The transition to the new job has gone fairly smoothly. I'm really starting to get my bearings and have already seen 32 individual kids over the last week which is awesome. I only have 28 on my active list currently so to see 32 last weekend (between the lock in and youth on Sunday) was a true blessing. I'm definitely looking forward to this year and all the things that are planned and coming up.
I think that part of why I am a youth director, (and why other youth directors do what they do) is that they fear growing up. Just like I'm fearing finding some place to live on my own (this is really the first time I've had to do that as Tracy did it for me last time), I am fearing really being an adult. I'll be 25 this year, which is just unbelievable in my mind and all I have to look forward to in that regard is that my insurance is going to go down come November. Sad really.
So what is so scary about becoming an adult? I certainly don't want to go back to being a child again, or a teenager, or being in college, but this concept of completely being on my own in the world, not as some missionary or college student or high school student.... it really scares the crud out of me.
I've been a little stressed out myself even though I am not leaving here. I turned in notice to my apartment complex that I'm leaving at the end of the month, but have nowhere to move to. I feel like that might have been a bit silly, but I fear that if I don't make myself move, I won't. So I'm frantically looking for a place to live. If it doesn't happen I have amazing friends who will let me stay in their spare room for a few weeks, but I'm trying to have confidence that I will find something I like and can afford.
The transition to the new job has gone fairly smoothly. I'm really starting to get my bearings and have already seen 32 individual kids over the last week which is awesome. I only have 28 on my active list currently so to see 32 last weekend (between the lock in and youth on Sunday) was a true blessing. I'm definitely looking forward to this year and all the things that are planned and coming up.
I think that part of why I am a youth director, (and why other youth directors do what they do) is that they fear growing up. Just like I'm fearing finding some place to live on my own (this is really the first time I've had to do that as Tracy did it for me last time), I am fearing really being an adult. I'll be 25 this year, which is just unbelievable in my mind and all I have to look forward to in that regard is that my insurance is going to go down come November. Sad really.
So what is so scary about becoming an adult? I certainly don't want to go back to being a child again, or a teenager, or being in college, but this concept of completely being on my own in the world, not as some missionary or college student or high school student.... it really scares the crud out of me.
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I don't know what part of ABQ you need to be in, but I live in an awesome complex at Eubank just north of Montgomery. It's quiet, clean and affordable. It's Mesa Verde. They are on the web.
Stay away from Sandia Ridge. They REEK.
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