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October 15, 2008
Back in the Saddle
After a fairly exhausting reunion weekend (highlights: getting completely locked out of our room at 3 in the morning and moved to another, overhearing "Who are all these 30-year olds?!" at a student party, buying a handmade-by-"Grandma" turquoise Foghorn Leghorn Kleenex holder at Conoco, and catching up with the kids who made my four years at CC such a ridiculous hootenanny), I am back in, as they say, the saddle. Working, smirking and beserking. It's how I do.
The past few weeks have been rough, for some reason. Perhaps the change of seasons, perhaps the global economic uncertainty, perhaps anxiety about all the traveling I've been up to, perhaps the whole "What am I doing with my LIFE?!" saw, perhaps the whole death/disappearance of my cat thing, perhaps shmerbaps. I am ready to turn a new leaf. (Also ready to drink a bottle of Turning Leaf, fancy that.) Excepting the occasional mountain trip for skiing and hot chocolates, I'm firmly ensconced here until Christmas, have figured out a way to shift into the next gear professionally and am finally relaxing a bit. I'm also in the EARLIEST stages (as in, I've thought up the idea and nothing else) of trying to develop a non-profit organization geared towards teaching at-risk teenagers the building trades. Perhaps, PERHAPS they could even put these skills to use fixing homes for elderly, incapacitated or otherwise impoverished folks who are in houses that need maintenance in order for the owners to stay in them or sell them. After all, the last thing Colorado needs is new construction. Since I can hardly be bothered to break a sweat lifting a hammer, this basically means Matt would teach the children well and I would lay back and try to stretch my stomach to its maximum capacity via a diet of pancakes. It's how I do. And he is thrilled with my plan, let me tell you. THRILLED. Especially when I tell him we'll be super-shady and only use 5-percent of the money raised to actually benefit anyone. The rest? Rolling in Lexus. Nothing gets Matt's blood pumping like material items. NOTHING.
Posted by Bree at October 15, 2008 01:06 PM
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Bree,
This is exactly what my brother does in Lawrence, MA. I think it's called Project Build. I'll be happy to put you in touch with him. To be honest, I can count on him for one phone call a year, about 1-10 weeks post birthday. Let me know and I'll send you both an email, and maybe add his wife to guilt him into being prompt. Let me know.
Posted by: sarah at October 21, 2008 07:23 PM