a million and one

I spent Memorial weekend at a resort.  There was a conference that I was a committee member in organizing and so obviously attended as well.  I was the head of the committee (of one person-me) for setting up activities for 7-11 year olds while their parents and older siblings were attending the workshop and lectures set up for those three days.

I had four one and half sessions.  The first one was chaotic, the second one less so and it just kept getting better until the fourth one went by very smoothly and before I knew it- it was over.  I’m waiting to check out as I write this. 

I arrived with my friend and her four kids on Friday at around 9 pm.  We attended the welcome reception where the attendees were told of what to expect and what will be provided and expected of them.  On Saturday, my first activities session was at 10:30-12 (right after breakfast).  After that I had to go to my room and work on my homework.  I had a few assignments (for my online class) I needed to turn in before midnight.  By the time I was done it was time for dinner (5:30) and right after that would be my second session which would end at 9pm. 

After that would be women’s entertainment- which would be a whole bunch of stuff that the girls group and youth group in my community had put together and wanted to present. Of course I couldn’t attend that because I needed to take a one and half hour test that I would be locked out of by 11:55pm. I was done by 11 and so was walking towards where they’d have the entertainment going on. A whole bunch of people were passing me going the other way and I asked one of the people I knew if it was done. Of course it was.

Once I got there I saw my friend and asked her what had happened and if it had been nice.  Apparently they did the live skits and poetry reading but the videos they had made didn’t work and so they were going to figure it out and show them the next evening. So apparently I didn’t miss out on much.

The next morning I had the same schedule, but instead of homework in the afternoon I went with a bunch of people canoeing.  It was so much fun. The canoe I was in (with three kids and one other adult) capsized within five minutes (the first part of the river was pretty wild and the current was strong.  The kids freaked out and it was all I could do to stop myself from being swept with the current taking the kids with me.  I planted my legs (which are now all bruised and scratched up) in between a whole bunch of logs and drift wood that was under water and held on with all my might. I got the kids up onto the side of the river and helped the lady with me.  She didn’t want to go on and the kids freaked out.

I didn’t want to leave though. Behind us was my friend’s husband with his two kids.  The kids saw what had happened to my canoe and decided they wanted to go back with the other kids leaving my friend’s hubby alone in his canoe.  I joined him and we completed the way toghether way behind of everyone else.

We capsized another time. The water was 40 degrees cold and boy was it fun.  This time I had folded my legs underneath me two seconds before seeing a low hanging tree branch. The kind too thick to just move away with your hand and so i tried to lean back (since leaning forward was too late) my my crisscrossed legs wouldn’t allow it and since I was sitting on the floor of the canoe I didn’t have anywhere to lean back to. Somehow I tipped the boat over.

I sprained my ankle but I didn’t realize that until after I got back to my hotel. I was having the time of my life and really really enjoyed my first canoeing experience. I would never have it any other way.

Moving on to what I did before coming to the Shanty Creek Resort- I found an apartment! Yes I did. The search is officially over. The place I found seems to have been a large house converted to 8 apartments.  It’s an old house but perfect for what I need right now and only up the street from where I’m living at the moment. I passed that place every single day almost- sometimes three or four times a day- and I never noticed it until my friend told me about it.  

I called and they had a one bedroom apartment available. I checked it out and decided it was my best option at the present.  I put down a deposit on Friday and will be moving in Friday June 13.  At least that’s the plan. I might not be able to wait that long and move in the weekend before. 

School will be over in two weeks and we have the week after to pack up the classroom. So 9 days of teaching left and then four days of packing and I’ll be done with work until August. Now on to finding a different job for the summer. I’m relieved this school is almost over. It didn’t start dragging until a few weeks ago when the kids just couldn’t focus anymore and the tantalizing thoughts of summer started to burrow underneath their skin.  It’s time to be freeeeeeee of school- and about time that is! (Though I do still have college which won’t end until end of June. But that’s ok I’m not planning on taking any summer courses).

So all’s well in Kloude land for the present time. I’m exhausted, got so much work and homework to do, and completely battered at the moment thanks to the canoeing trip but things are looking up for me. As a dear friend of mine always says- Look on the bright side. I try- sometimes.

And just a note: I totally knew that David Cook was going to win. Me and my friend sent about 300 votes and though my friend was positive the other David would win, we kept our fingers crossed. This was the first time I ever followed an American Idol season and the first time I voted- first time my friend voted as well even though she’s been following the show since it’s first year. Now on to the next favorite show- So You Think You Can Dance.

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One Response to “a million and one”

  1. Alhamdulillah you made another post! I just popped in to find it. Sounds like you had a great time on your resort trip. That is great. Alhamdulillah you found a new place to live. That is wonderful. Allah kareem. Take care. Love, K Noor

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