Shummer Shenanigans and more

7/2014 (was going to write way back then...)
There's a title. Just thought of it as i started writing because i thought i'd write about the Summer. This summer. But i don't want this to stretch into oblivion so i decided to open with this and just...even.

That went far. Let's try again. So this Summer is technically my last "Summer" of sorts because i'm not going into a field that is going to allow a "break" from my job. My occupation is still "student," so i have some sort of obligation to go to classes in the fall and spring. Enough of the common knowledge..i guess i just went there because i want to get into my feels of where i am in life. (And of course some worthless stream of conscious writing that leaves me feeling more confused and maybe you, just mad..in more than one way.) What's on my mind? The Future, naturally. Something that's completely out of my control and unchangeable. But boy, i feel like i should be concerning myself with it because it only makes sense..or none. Maybe if you're a worrier like me, this might be making some sense, maybe. A little.


TODAY:
Well, I've had interesting struggles with this blog here for a while now and boy, they were all unnecessary. Here's the positive: It's all back up. Haveyouheardofthem.com is ready to go, and I am here back on this silly blog to give somewhat of a life update to the masses.

I love work, Boosterthon is the best company. I've been living in Charlotte, and quite interested in what the future holds. In July 2014, I was facing interesting stuff. I think I had figured out by then that I could graduate college early. And the internships I was working would qualify for classwork. Quite blessed and excited, I was working hours for the college store as well as hours for the chaplain of the school on the school's Black Lake retreat property

It was a sweaty summer and one where I was more unsure of my future. I did work a little extra hard that semester for no reason, but I thought I had worked the semester with some extra credits but as it turned out I hadn't and should have just taken an L like my family had told me. Pretty ridiculous. As I worked as a student, that semester I felt like I needed to start working there. Catawba had done everything for me (I thought) and it was the best course of action working for them. However, I had no idea what God was up to and that their was an even harder better option coming up. The day I was leaving Catawba (graduating early in December), I was called in by a boss and asked if I wanted a temporary job there after Christmas break.
I took it, went to Passion 2015, and then started working for Catawba.

It was during the Phonathon of Spring 2015, that I was helping with, when I got a call from the Census Bureau. I had kept my name in the system, and sure enough a job had opened up for that summer. "Perfect," I thought! The trouble was, I had to make a decision if I was going to leave Salisbury and maybe the opportunity of securing a full-time job with Catawba (ideally a Guidance Counselor position, I thought).

After much thought, I thought it best to do it because Catawba hadn't promised me anything at the moment and Census looked promising. So I took the job and moved back in with my parents.

In June, friends from Catawba said "Just move back here and live with us, get a job here until Catawba offers you something." One of the main reasons I had said no was because my mom had told me about something called the Fellows Program that would buy me an extra 9-months and I still wasn't feeling sure about my future. It was July when Catawba offered me a real job. The very next day after I had pretty much decided to do the Fellows. So wild.

Granny died that summer. I went to a friend's wedding in WA, it was a crazy summer.

Anyway, I went to Davidson/Chrarlotte NC to be a Fellow. It was an incredibly hard year. And it hurt so good. I learned some terrible stuff about myself including: I give too many details, terrible at Listening, and can't wait for someone to finish talking so I can hopefully make them laugh or say what I want.

Constantly interrupting is dangerous and I did it all the time. I still do it, yet I'm so much better than I was. All the pain I endured, only made me so much stronger and being humbled by the Lord was so necessary. It was tough, yet so important to my growth.

In March 2016, I found out more about Boosterthon and was sold. I interviewed in April, sort of fell through the cracks over the summer, and got the job in late August part-time. Also started part-time with LiveNation and then went full-time with Boosterthon in January 2017.

Really hard first year, yet so worth it. All of it. When something is worth it, it could easily mean the best time of your life..or at least a memory that will never be forgotten. No matter the pain.