End of week One

Ahhhh. Made it one week and tomorrow I have off. Today was pretty easy but very emotional. I feel like having a good cry.
The work project I had signed up for was cancelled so I joined the morning clean up crew and in the afternoon went to the Humane Society to pet kitties and dogs. One the way there I saw another area of Biloxi that was completely destroyed and still hasn't been rebuilt. There are a few buidings up but very few. It blows my mind. And then the kitties all reaching through their cages and meowing. It was too much for me today. I need tomorrow's down time in a big big way.
I'm sitting on the couch and their are two men on either side of me passed out. Rap music in the backround and I can hear the kitchen crew working and smell the food-I'm eating well here and yet losing weight. At least I think I am..there are no scales here.
I haven't seen or read the news in a week. Feels weird. Feels good. I'm curious though.
Last night a woman came to our meeting to tell us thank you for rebuilding her house. She was so choked up as she talked, I don't think their was a dry eye in the building.
Ok, now they are playing the beach boys.
Oh, I went to the store today and bought an extention chord and now I have electricity in my bunk!! Put up some Christmas lights. It made me feel so happy.
We had a beach party last night-fun.
I'm so homesick right now. I want a double latte. A bath. I miss everyone so much. This sounds like being at summer camp as a kid and in a way it is.