Where It's At

I am getting to the end of the second month of the "new" job. The rhythm is close to being manageable. The school director hat is now getting active and this is where the rubber will be meeting the road: registrations, sign ups, scheduling, students... Yeah, the fun begins here! Somehow I think that it can all work out. It really is all about delegating, prioritizing your time, managing responsibilities, and knowing when to say "NO". That last one is probably the hardest part. You want to help. You feel guilty about declining help. However, my job can best serve everyone by knowing my limits and not overstrech. If I overstretch myself it only leads to fatigue and damage - much like how it is with one's muscle. So by staying away (like hanging on to your time off and making it time off), I become more effective and efficient. At CCC (and most jobs out there) that is easier said than done. But I need to persue that mindset. Even Jesus had to get away from the activity from time to time. Let's take from that example to be better at what we do.

It still is weird walking into the YB. I can't explain it. It is like something has permanently changed since that black Monday so long ago. Now, it isn't a bad thing. I can't completely describe it in words. It must have more to do with my new responsibilities that circulate almost entirely around Romeoville. I mean, before, I really wasn't in the CAC much - other than teaching guitar and maybe playing a Saturday service here and there. Now, I am there all the time. My old job had me around the Naperville place a lot more often. I had resposibilities taht centered around the YB. I even had a desk there. Now I don't. Maybe that is it, it still kind of represents what I was. I am not that anymore. I am a different person - as anyone who has read this blog the last 4-5 months can attest to. So, maybe it is the me of now still going into the place of the me then. Kind of like when you have that dream when you are in your old house but you know you have moved on from there. Except I haven't completely moved on from there. Other than a staff meeting here and there, I don't need to be there anymore. It doesn't matter really - I like everyone there. I love what I do and have some of the best co-workers anyone can ever have. It is just that it is so different. And that is not such a bad thing after all!