It seems I often open blog entries with “I haven’t written in a while because…” It’s true, once again. This time, because of a combination of busyness and a bit of dismay at election results, among other things. What does one say? Does my day-to-day matter, in the face of the divisions tearing through this country? It would be easy enough to say no. But this story is, after all, about life. And I think where we might find healing is in learning to understand each other at the individual level. So here’s my story; make of it what you will.
I’m not going to bother to try to capture everything at the daily level between my last entry and this, just touch on some highlights so I can move on from here.
I was hired by UPS as a driver-helper. Orientation was back on the 8th, where they showed us PowerPoints about UPS policies and procedures, gave us some hands-on safety training for getting in and out of the truck, loading a hand truck and maneuvering with it. We also got assigned our uniforms, although we wouldn’t get them until our first assignment, when our drivers would bring them out in their trucks.
My first day wasn’t until the following Wednesday, when I was assigned to the Carillion Point route with Mike. I got to learn a bit about how to use the diad, and helped deliver packages to both businesses and residences. They try to use the helpers primarily for the residences, though: the helper runs the package while the driver finds the next package in the truck. I was pleased with the route I was put on, along the lake. There was some nice scenery to look at, and I got a fair amount of exercise, besides. We even saw a pair of bald eagles at the top of a tree (it’s hard to see the second one, but it’s there).
On another day, I covered for a couple helpers on two other routes, in Medina and Clyde Hill. There were some ridiculously elaborate homes on those routes, and remarkably ostentatious displays of wealth. On the one hand, I can’t imaging living like that. On the other, some of those places would make great house concert venues… And there was some really nice natural scenery along those routes, too.
I’ve still been doing a bit of substitute teaching, when I get the chance. Middle school Humanities at St. Thomas, 1st grade at Bellevue Children’s Academy, Spanish at the Overlake School, 5th grade at St. Thomas, Study Skills at Seattle Academy, then back at St. Thomas for preschool and 3rd grade. All over the map, in other words.
For YMCA, I’ve mostly been at Horace Mann and Ben Rush, along with Einstein. I haven’t been able to go on days I’ve worked for UPS, except this past Wednesday, because I haven’t gotten off early enough. Wednesday, I was slated for Audubon, but when I showed up, they had 13 kids and 2 staff, so they didn’t need me. I checked in at Ben Rush and found a similar story: most of the kids were out early, for Thanksgiving.
On Wednesday, that was a good thing, because I had an interview at Mathnasium in Redmond. It was originally scheduled for 6:30, after YMCA, but they were able to get me in early. I learned about their setup (up to 4 students with one mentor, drop-in, working through a set curriculum), and took a math test for them. I did well, and received a tentative offer (pending background check) from them on Friday. There’ll be some training hours in December, and then they’ll have me start for real in January, which works well with the UPS schedule.
Mathnasium actually sought me out (they saw my resume on one of the recruiting sites I get job alerts from), but I’ve been applying to lots of places, as well. I was averaging at least one a day for a while there, though I’ve dropped off a bit since then. I was interviewed for a math instructor position at PIMA Institute in Seattle, but haven’t heard back, so I’m guessing I didn’t get the job (though they said they’d let me know, either way, so it’s still possible). Basically, I’m still juggling and finding my way.
On the 19th, there was an all-day YMCA training in Edmonds, for Kids University. I attended sessions on group management, praise and encouragement, fun with foods, and incorporating youth choice. It was interesting, but I have to admit the best part was probably the food, which was catered by Panera.
On the 15th, Denero had a doctor appointment, to get his flu shot and a chicken pox booster. While we were at it, I had them look at the fungal infection again. The doctor didn’t want to do a scraping, so she gave us a referral to a dermatologist. I’m also working on a referral for an eye exam, but that hasn’t come through yet.
Denero’s been working on helping out around here, especially with keeping the kitchen clean. I’m also working on teaching him to cook. He’s home earlier than I am, and often has had a shorter day, so it would be a huge help if he were able to prepare dinner, at least part of the time. Besides, it’s a good skill to have. So he’s been learning.
My dad decided to help out with that a bit. There was a big Styrofoam cooler on my table when I got home Wednesday, filled with crock pot meals from Omaha Steaks. I wasn’t able to fit the chicken & dumplings in the freezer, so that became our Thanksgiving meal. It was pretty good (if not entirely traditional)!
Friday, we had dinner at the Wilde Rover, because my friend Dan Connolly was playing there, with Geoffrey Castle. It was (as far as I know) the first time Dan has played there since his going-away party a little over three years ago. There were a lot of people there who were very happy to see him, myself included. It was a fun night, hanging with friends, listening to live music (even if I couldn’t get a very good picture).
Last week, I posted to the Be Neighborly Kirkland Facebook group, saying Denero would love odd jobs, so he could earn a little spending money. I got a response from someone who turned out to live just down the street from us. Denero raked leaves for them while the weather was nice on Friday. They were happy with his work, and said they’d be happy to have him back. He main focus still needs to be school, so he can’t go for a regular job yet, but it’s great for him to be able to put a little money in his pocket from time to time.
I think that brings me more-or-less up to date. Things may be a bit crazy, but they’re mostly good. There’s much to be thankful for. Including beautiful sunrises.