Hunting season’s over
I can’t even think of a calm, witty way to begin this post because I’m so unbelievably bouncy about life in general. I am newly single but I think that’s definitely for the best, and if anything I gained (or kept) a friend. I moved into my apartment in Oakland. After two days without it (holler candlelight!), we got our electricity turned on today, and the walls are purple, and my roommate is beyond amazing, and she bought us the most comfortable sofa in the whole world from Ikea and we are so awesome that we moved it up three narrow flights of stairs by ourselves. And today she got a kitten named Oscar who comes home tomorrow, so Hugo (who is huge and adorable) will have a friend. And I still don’t have a job, but I have absolute faith that it’ll work out. I am all about new beginnings right now, and my life morale is off the charts.
The end of camp was admittedly a relief, but I hadn’t thought about how sad I would be. The last day was a little rough. The WITs (Wranglers in Training) that we had for the last week were, for the most part, completely amazing young women, and I was sad to see them go. On the other hand, I’m done and Cheyenne isn’t certain she’ll be back, so it’s good that there will be some continuity. I left feeling sad to leave four summers of amazing memories behind, relieved to be done with a rough summer, devastated to leave my best friend, and also incredibly proud to have turned the horse program around and made camp better for my campers and future campers. It’s a good feeling.
Moving in is tiring business. But I’m not ready to slump yet.






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