The end of June the school year came to a close and with it Hillary’s school career and my employment by the school district food service. The four years we spent at the high school were by turns rewarding and maddening. I was happy to see that time end for many reasons, exhaustion being one of them; for both myself and Hillary. Seeing the end of predawn wakeups and bus pickups was most welcome! We celebrated graduation with a small party and moved forward.
After spending months nudging the state along to have all paperwork done and arrangements in place by graduation, Hillary was able to begin attending a day program for medically compromised developmentally disabled adults. The transition went really well and she is quite happy with the new situation which starts later in the morning, is shorter hours and fatigues her less as it is slower paced than school was. I like it too as I no longer have to get up as early in order to have her ready for the bus. It was a quick turnaround for one thing to end and a new one to successfully begin. What a blessing!
I’m spending time this summer resting and trying and get my house and head in better order; clearing clutter and old papers, donating items, and throwing things away. Emotions go along with many of the cleaning projects I am undertaking so each day is a little bit of a roller coaster ride. I find myself at times nostalgic, at times sad, annoyed, angry, amused and happy as I look at old notebooks, pictures and toys long ago set aside.
I’m also trying to figure out what to do next for employment. Although our board of education chose to hire a private company going forward to provide food services rather than keep our department going, the food service company has offered any of us who wish to continue in this profession a chance to work for them. I’m going to have to work fewer hours than I was due to Hillary’s later and shorter schedule but current plans are for me to accept the offer. For now, at least, and I’ll see how it goes and how I feel about it. If I don’t like it, or for whatever reason it doesn’t work out for me then I will have to find something else. It will give me some income as I try to figure out what else to do. So I am marking time job wise and getting used to a new rhythm to the days.
The recent changes to my life were not as difficult as I had imagined they would be, and Hillary seems to have no ill effects from the changes for her. It seems as if life changes don’t have to be hard if I look to the future and realize that I don’t have to figure everything out immediately. There’s something nice about marking time.