I never thought I'd miss housekeeping. Okay, to be honest I don't really miss the work, but I do miss that summer. I know I tend to dwell way too much on the past, but today just brought back a flood of REALLY good memories. I can't believe how much can change in just a few years, but in many ways that summer feels like a lifetime ago. Heck, in many ways last year feels like a lifetime ago.

That summer started off pretty rocky. I remember that when everyone in housekeeping met each other, not one of us liked each other. Well, I take that back. Two of us seemed to hit it off really well...a little too well actually, and I remember thinking to myself oh great, it's going to be a LONG summer. By the end of the summer though, we were best friends. And we had SO much fun. Those people changed my life. It was like we had known each other our whole lives...even though it was only 3 months.

Some of the things I remember most:

-"Hips Don't Lie" playing every five minutes

-"Housekeeping loves Bob"
-Soysauce

-Red grafitti

-"Well what are you going to do in there?"

-"Hmm...you seem a lot less cranky than you were this morning."

-"Hisssssssssstory!"

-Watching Rescuers Down Under on the way to Sam's Club

-Chloe and Vern

-Cleaning trailers

-Pick-up lines

-Glow in the dark fabric paint

-The next step

-Bathsheba and David

-So many conversations

I've had some good summers since then, but I think it will always be the summer of 2006 that sticks out most in my mind. It was fun and carefree. And I know I have to move on and see it as what it is--just a really great memory. But part of me will always want to go back to that summer. 17 years old, cleaning bathrooms with some of the weirdest people, thinking of ways to pass the time, and laughing more than I thought was humanly possible.

So thanks, SBC Housekeeping staff of 2006. It was fun. Even if we were cleaning bathrooms :)

two ways of thinking...

So...
I haven't posted in a really long time.
My room looks like World War 3 hit, and my room lost.
I'd be really embarrased if someone were to use my bathroom.
My mom's been doing my laundry for the last few weeks.
I have four quizes to take and an essay to write before 5PM Friday.
There's a stack of messages on my desk awaiting my reply.
My desk is more than a little scary.
I'm babysitting on Saturday...after work.
On a scale of 1 to 10 of my Family Camp preparedness (10 being the most prepared), I'm at about a .35.
My bangs are really uneven.
I'm too tired to exercise.
I have doctor appoitments next week.
I went to bed before it even got all the way dark last night because I couldn't keep my eyes open any longer.
I have at least six reservation agreements I need to finish and mail out.
The calendar on my desk says June 20/21.

I got to listen to 51 k-6th graders sing about God this morning.
I'll have an actual degree (even it is only an associate's) after this next year.
Someday my room will look pretty again :)
For every complaint I've received in the last few weeks, I've probably received twenty compliments or encouragements.
I spent almost 24 hours with my sister this past weekend.
My boss went on vacation and brought fudge back to the office staff...on his birthday.
I played catch while looking up a reservation.

I have everything and nothing to complain about :)