Hati hoo ha

Here are some pictures from the Volunteer Coordinator retreat I went on Monday/Tuesday. I like retreats. We see beautiful country and get to log hours 24/7. A few interesting things about the meeting were that every one was fighting the whole time! Yeah, we look like a cheerful bunch but everyone was so passionate about everything that it took hours to come to conclusions. I have to admit though, I was right there in the middle of it. How could I not be though. I've never been one to sit back and watch people get attacked for opinions that I agree with. Plus if I just sat there the whole time I would get really bored. There were a few times though that I think I actually helped solve some problems. I'd explain them more in detail, but it would just be boring to most people. I did find out though that if I were getting paid for this job I would be in the salary range of $15 to $25 per hour depending on experience. Plus I would get mad government benefits. It would be nice. In fact they're hiring a Volunteer Coordinator in Lewiston, but I have decided not to because I'm not ready for a permanent job. Starting in January I am going to travel anywhere I want and get temporary field technician jobs. It' s what I want to do and after talking to several biologist I have found that it's exactly what most of them did before they were married. Then they settled down and could get a good permanent job because of all the experience they had.

Well, work is frustrating these past couple of weeks. Hopefully it will get better. Sometimes I wish I weren't so people oriented. I talk to some people and I'm in a bad mood forever. Then I talk to others and I feel like I can rule the world. Then there are others who make me feel like slacking off and not ruling the world, but sliding by. Or those who make me feel like a competent, hard working, deserving adult and others who make me feel like an immature, inexperienced kid who caught a break and got a job they didn't deserve. I guess I just wish I could be more of my own person and not so caught up in how other people see and treat me. Why does it make such a big difference? Why do I care so much about what people think of me? And now in some weird twist of irony I put this up on my blog. So people can comment and I get excited to see what they write and what they think of me.