Busy Busy Worker Bee

This week has been...refreshingly insane. I love being busy. The only hard part is having to give up one thing because I'm already doing something else. But I guess I prefer that to having NOTHING, which basically sums up most of my life up until recently. So, recap: MWF I have working with Jenny, then volleyball practice, then usually work or chores or homework or trying to reconnect to my friends. TTh I have school in the morning (college classes, WooHoo!) then volleyball, then sometimes work or just something else that I always seem to have to be doing. Add some volleyball games into the week and I'm full to the brim. Now I'm just trying to fit in exercise on my own, which will probably happen in the early morning (my little sis is going to be my running buddy!).
I suppose it stems from being home schooled through junior high. I'm super grateful that I didn't have to go through the preteen persecution experience, but I was always so lonely and bored that I can never get enough compensation for that time in my life. I never, ever want to "just chill" again. It's only problematic when I think of new things that I want to add to my life and discover that I just don't have the time.

"AhhhhBBA"

This is Jenny. 

She likes puzzles, Shania Twain, ABBA (said "AhhBBA" like 'August', not ABBA like 'apple'; she had me practice a few times), PB&Js, and sleeping. I think she's about 33 and she likes it when you dance like a maniac and snap your fingers. So, yeah, we're friends. 

The first time I worked at her house, she stayed in bed the entire time. She'd had a seizure the night before or something like that, I guess. So I basically got paid $10 an hour to read a magazine. The next time, though, we did this dog puzzle. I am terrible at puzzles. Jenny is pro. I think I'm going to like doing puzzles with her. See, I've always hated puzzles because I don't ever do them for fun on my own. I only do them with other people. The kind of people who do puzzles for fun are usually super speedy so as soon as I see a piece it's gone and suddenly part of a teddy bear or an old Victorian mansion. So that's discouraging. But with Jenny, I just do what I can and she's just doing what she can and our combined efforts make the puzzle last for more than three hours, which is when I have to leave. 

I've actually always been a little terrified of people with disabilities. They just seem so unpredictable without the tiny, cute factor that little kids always have. But, after working on my initial fears, I feel like I already get along well with Jenny. I try to treat her like an adult kid. I mean, she IS 30ish after all, even though she doesn't think like she is. I just try to be my own authentic self. It's a breath of fresh air to be able to do that and have someone dance along and snap their fingers with you.