Ready... MOVE

Today is my first day off from my first week of work at the new job. Unfortunately, on my day off, I decided to go to a training with Chris because... well, he had training, and I would've been left alone, and honestly, what else have I got to do with my life? Not much, so I attended training with him. :)

The first work week presented many opportunities for me to get used to the routine and system of CSA. The culture is very different from good ol' UC San Diego, but so much more comfortable and supportive. These people thrive on motivation, commitment, passion, and great work ethic. Many of the staff members are athletes, ex-professional athletes, social workers, therapists, folks who know and understand the human experience in ways that are effective with working with children. I don't even really like calling them children, or kids, but that's what they are. Children ages 10-18 that have made decisions that cause them to be placed in a facility like CSA where it's very strict, firm, but dare, I say it, loving. Nurturing these children back to a structured life that they lacked in their own personal lives is the bear necessity of this program, and it works.

I feel like I am in a whirlwind of dreamy expectations and goals. That's not a bad thing, but I am trying to figure out if it's a good thing lol. There is tons of work to be done and I am so eager to get myself situated and organized so that I can achieve all of my goals. 

Speaking of goals, I haven't set any goals for myself this year other than to graduate and get a new job. Now that I've accomplished both, it's high time I set new goals. 

Did I mention that this job is tiring? Like exhausting! I did MPE's with my kids on Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday and I literally died every day when I got home after taking a shower. Being active with the kids in their daily environment shows support, and it also establishes rapport. Doing so makes me feel like I carry out an expectation that they are held to carry out also. Social Learning Theory literally has a whole new meaning to me... and it started with definition in my body haha (OUCH). I was so incredibly sore after 18/20s the first two days, sheesh! 

Anyhow, tomorrow will be a full day off where we will rest and maybe run a few errands, but rest none the less. :) Thank you Lord for this wonderful blessing. It truly is a blessing to work around supportive individuals that want the whole team to go up. 

That's so awesome. 

Singing out,
Mrs. Muli 


Monday unlike any other...

Today I woke up around 7:30 but I had nowhere to go. I just opened my eyes, saw the sun shining through the panels on the window and stayed away. I knew today was the last full day I'd have in California because I was becoming a resident of Arizona.

We didn't do much, organized and packed up the cars for the road trip tomorrow. That wasn't as painful as I thought it would be, thank to Chris and his ability to pack up the house while I was finishing out my last days of work at UC San Diego. We had tons of room to spare in the car too! That is, until I realized we still had a few bags of clothes upstairs that had not been considered. Whoops. SMH.

Dad got off around 3pm and during that time I had taken a peaceful midday nap... that was unusual, I don't think I've had one of those in a couple of years lol. Anyhow, I woke up and it was time to go and get some grub, the last supper, with the family.

I chose Roadhouse, a steakhouse since I was craving steak. Unfortunately, the steak wasn't as satisfying as I had hoped, ugh, but I'm still thankful I ate.

It was a bittersweet moment, me sitting there next to my dad, having our last meal together... it was actually kind of sad, in retrospect, but I managed to get through. :)

I slept on a full and satisfied stomach, but I still had some sadness. Sadness that tomorrow I was leaving. Everyone was going to work and I was... well... going to be moving... permanently.