I got the bill finally from the whole hospital fiasco. As it stands I'm over $5,000 in debt to Kootenai Health. Next step is to go in and get the debt settled as much as possible. In other news, I've been applying like mad for some other job. It's so frustrating because I do really enjoy my job and I really love some of the people I work with. But I can't survive on nothing and that's pretty much what this job pays. It's a blessing that I'm still getting the pay increase for now but soon that'll be gone just like my hours are pretty much gone and then I'll really be up shit creek.
In other, other news: I drew a map for my dystopian novel and I'm really quite proud of it. I am either going to use colored pencils or watercolor to give it some life but I think I want to make a copy/scan of it first just in case I totally ruin it in the effort of trying to make it pretty. Like the image below.
Last night was the Spirituality Circle in Spokane. We talked about the element of water and it was really interesting and got my creative juices flowing quite a bit. I have a great many things I want to do so that I can incorporate water into my daily ritual for health in body and spirits.
Talking about water at the Circle brought up some really cool memories for me. Cool and humbling I should say. When I first went to Germany to volunteer for the Girl Scouts Overseas, I learned to canoe down the Main River (pronounced like 'mine'). Starunner, Eeek, and I (my camp name was/is Quetzal) all joined forces as team Colorado during the test run down the river. We boasted of our natural talents having come from the land of white water and how we were going to show our prowess as Canoe Queens. Well, of course, Team Colorado tipped right on over into the river. We were the only ones who tipped in fact. A small lesson in humility.
Another memory where water kicked this Virgo's ass was when I worked at another summer camp, this one was in Post Falls. Hannah and I went to work for a summer camp program as one-on-one aides for young adults with specialized needs. I worked with one young individual who was non-verbal, a bit prone to violence, and a complete water hater. Well... one of the outings found us all at a lake. There was canoeing. So of course I wanted to get out there and play! I spent about half an hour convincing my client that I wouldn't let him get wet, that I was a professional at this. And finally he let me lead him to the dock and then carefully down into the canoe. He was doing well. But then I stepped down into the rocking boat and it was all overboard from there. I found myself standing almost knee deep in lake muck with a six foot teenager clinging to me for dear life much like a cat when faced with a bath. He was not happy. Hannah's clients however found it hilarious. I was actually really proud of my client that day - he didn't freak out on me or get violent, he just stared at me with sad puppy eyes while I got him out of the lake and got him cleaned up.
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