Tuesday, March 19, 2019

Spring Restlessness

There are certain times of year I know I'm going to feel more restless, and I'm most likely to make sweeping life changes during those times. Not surprisingly, spring is one of those times. The earth is thawing, the sun is increasing, and I start looking around to see what I can change. Another time this happens to me is in the fall when school starts. Last fall I assisted in an English as a second language class at the women's shelter. I ended up really enjoying it, much more than I'd expected.

Our class was a pre-literacy level class, which means the women in the class couldn't really read or write well in their own language. So we taught the alphabet, how to be in class, how to live in Boston, and how to speak and read and write English. Most of the students in our section happened to be Haitian, and the oldest was 86 years old! I hope when I'm in my 80's I'm still out tooling around town, taking classes, and making it happen.

This spring, we didn't have enough students to hold our section, so I find myself at loose ends. That combined with tendinitis in my ankle that's been limiting my running miles, and I feel restless. One way I act on that is joining the Y. Spin class for the win! And I started looking for a job.

I look for a job a lot in the spring. I don't know if I finally get bored or if the light and warmth give me new energy or what, but this year I finally remembered Idealist. I have a degree in social work and certificate of substance abuse studies, but I assume working in addiction I'd need a license or the only options were full time or evenings and weekends. So now I've applied for two options, one of which is 12-15 hours a week working with families in addiction. I'll be interested in seeing how it all works out.

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