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WEEKEND!

I make no promises about post quality this weekend as the internet will be limited at best. This post was originally going to be about my last day as a VISTA...but it looks like I have some unfinished (and it will be unpaid) business to finish on Tuesday...so I'll reflect more then, lol Happy Weekend!!!

1st Statement

I have been thinking again about my personal manifesto, especially since tomorrow is my last day at this job that I have done for over a year and a half and things are going to suddenly become at least a little different.   So the first statement of my manifesto is going to be:  I will not let my work be my whole life.   My work can define me, but it can't be the definition.   That's really all the farther I've gotten, but I was just thinking about it earlier so I wanted to share. One other update: I am working on my "Plant Profiles" or whatever I was going to call them, so hopefully I will get those organized and I will have some sort of REGULAR schedule about posting them...since I've almost completed my 1st ever blog-a-thon!  

When will it end?!?!

I just got back to my apartment after being home for a wedding this weekend and I've already found a casuality from yet ANOTHER rainstorm. I apologize there are no photos, but nothing would take in the dark and my porch light wasn't QUITE bright enough. A few weeks ago I had planted a few cabbage, begonias, and brussel sprouts in half an old trash can my boyfriend had sawed in half for me.  Since it then created a container that was short one side I used an old recycling bin as a rain barrel and container side.  Today's rainstorm must have produced several inches of rain because my recycling bin overflowed, into my "container," it got so heavy it bent the side, so water, soil, and several plants overflowed out of my trashcan flower bed and onto my steps for me to find when I arrived today.  I scraped a little bit of soil off the sidewalk and tried to replant the plants a little but I'm worried the waterlogged soil from the sidewalk and the shock is not g...

I'm in shock!

Well, this isn't exactly a guest post but in some ways I'm going to feel like a guest for a little while because I'm about to get thrown into some new experiences! I just got offered a job at the London Public Library this morning and I'm starting June 1st!  Which means after a year and a half my VISTA service is finally coming to an end.  Which is both relieving (in that I'm going to get a job that pays above minimum wage) and so sad in that I have a feeling the 45 minute commute is going to cause me to leave Wilmington and leave all of this work that I've spent all of this time doing.   I mean let's look at what I've accomplished both personally and professionally in the past year:  Coordinated a Culinary Job Training Class Fed hundreds of people at Sugartree Ministries Found a family here in Wilmington, OH Assisted in the creation of a Hunger Walk that is slated to become an annual event here in Clinton County. Ate my 1st Banana Split .   Adopted...

5 Things Bloggers (and everyone else) Should Do Less Often

1. Talk about Money. I know that a majority of bloggers are in it for the bottom line and for getting paid.  But honestly, I'm here because I love to write, I love to watch the evolution of social media, I love to work with an organization that does great work (an an AmeriCorps*VISTA I work with a non-profit), and to use social media and blogging to share that information with the rest of the web.   You'll notice that my site has no ads.  This is for 2 main reasons: because I know I don't have enough followers for those ads to make any money and because as a VISTA member I'm not allowed to have a second income.  The other reason is honestly, I hate going to a website and feeling like the entire thing is a ploy to get me to add to the consumer/wasteful culture that we've cultivated here.   I'm here to do what I love...and I wish others would do more of the same.   2. Worry about traffic All bloggers want to be read...I mean...why would you bother writi...