Music is blasting downstairs (Simon & Garfunkal) and everyone is dressed and ready to go out to their projects. Today there was a choice of mold removal, gutting a house, digging ditches, making planter boxes, picking up tools and moving them to a house or tutoring. I'm choosing tutoring. It's starts at 10am, we get a 2 hour break and go back to help at the boys and girls club. I hear that the second part is really hard. The woman that runs it constantly yells at the kids to shut up and that the kids all want your attention at the same time. I'm really looking forward to the challenge. I'm still in my PJs which everyone within earshot made a comment on but hey I'm not leaving until 10am. Ate cold eggs, french toast and cold french toast. Not complaining.
Overhearing quote of the day. "I'm not feeling my team".
I heard a few of the higher ups talking of house they need more spanish speaking volunteers to help the Mexicans who are down here working to get connected to health clinics. Many of them are working without protection and are getting ill. We use a full on tyvec suits, advanced filters in resperators, gloves and eye protection. They take it very serious here. But many other volunteer workers in other organizations aren't taking these precautions. Still, I may pass of that part of it and stick to the other projects.
My goal the last two days was to NOT to get injured. However I woke up many times last night with numb hands. It makes me mad that 5 years after my scenic painting injury I still get the numb hands from labor intensive work. I've got to work up to it and respect my limits. I'm working with a lot of very strong volunteers and I'm not there yet and may never be. That's ok.
I uploaded my pica last night but still have some work to do on that before sending pics on the blog site.
I miss everyone. It feels sort of lonely out here. I'm making friends and just have to stay centered and remember to meditate and do a little yoga each day. God I'm sore today.
Yesterday on of the men on our crew, 40ish, computer programmer from Phoenix was digging ditches as part of his week vacation. He said to me "I'm so out of shape". But he amazingly stuck it out all day. At the end of the day he was asleep on the couch admist music%2
Overhearing quote of the day. "I'm not feeling my team".
I heard a few of the higher ups talking of house they need more spanish speaking volunteers to help the Mexicans who are down here working to get connected to health clinics. Many of them are working without protection and are getting ill. We use a full on tyvec suits, advanced filters in resperators, gloves and eye protection. They take it very serious here. But many other volunteer workers in other organizations aren't taking these precautions. Still, I may pass of that part of it and stick to the other projects.
My goal the last two days was to NOT to get injured. However I woke up many times last night with numb hands. It makes me mad that 5 years after my scenic painting injury I still get the numb hands from labor intensive work. I've got to work up to it and respect my limits. I'm working with a lot of very strong volunteers and I'm not there yet and may never be. That's ok.
I uploaded my pica last night but still have some work to do on that before sending pics on the blog site.
I miss everyone. It feels sort of lonely out here. I'm making friends and just have to stay centered and remember to meditate and do a little yoga each day. God I'm sore today.
Yesterday on of the men on our crew, 40ish, computer programmer from Phoenix was digging ditches as part of his week vacation. He said to me "I'm so out of shape". But he amazingly stuck it out all day. At the end of the day he was asleep on the couch admist music%2
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