break time

So today reminded me of my time in the Dominican Republic as I spent the morning painting our outside chairs. Good times.

I have been certified in more things in the last two days than I have in the last two years! First aid, CPR, and last night, we took a defensive driving course! The last time I did that, I was 14! We had no "supervisors" in attendance, so we decided a group effort would get all of us the best grades. We watched the hour-long video in 35 min. and then played Swib in the gameroom followed by a dip in the pool.

I'm working by myself today because my boss, Angel, is not coming in. So, I've done a couple displays and got on the computer to make signs. Boy, this sounds so familiar ... almost like home. :) (Hi to everybody at the GBS) ... I fit in so well in this store because it is like home, unlevel floors, cramped storage space, and too much stuff for the space we have. I feel at home.

I've been here three days, and I already miss it. Home, that is. My heart seems to be divided (against my wishes). Everything here reminds me of something at home. For now, I know this is a place that I am supposed to be, and my will's choice is to "wherever I am, be all there". You know what that means: Suck it up!

Update in the Intern(al) Family Feud: the boys have taken the lead. Swib is a game played on a pool table that requires great strength to push people out the way. It's kinda like full contact Eight Ball if anyone knows what I'm talking about. They beat us for three games. Do I need to say that they had four players and we had three. And the unmentionable three points from before.