- I was frantically trying to get things finished for a move. I had my landlords (my parents since I have been living in the house they unsuccessfully bought four years ago with the dream of flipping it quick for a major profit which is now a significant loss) fill out the forms about my rent history. I had to have the new renters come by my place for a home visit (never heard of people doing this before letting you move in). I signed a lease. I got the keys to the new place.
- I missed two days of practice and one track meet because of the housing madness. I have to say, that it was a bit worrisome to be away from those two days of track, but at the same time, it was wonderful to be home earlier and still have a good portion of the day left.
- I had only four kids show up to practice one of the days I was gone. Four out of at least 20 who should have been there. The next day, I went off and had two of the athletes proceed to pout like three-year olds. Fortunately, one of my assistants dealt with it before I snapped and forced them off the team.
- The lack of commitment from the athletes led to me only entering 2 of the 30+ sprinters into our Saturday meet.
- The meet was decent. Saw a lot of old friends. One commented on how he missed me and my ability to make him laugh. That meant a lot. The host school did something completely unheard of... had a massage table in the gym for the coaches to utilize. I have never gotten a real massage. It. Felt. Great.
- Today, after finishing this and eating breakfast, I pack. I organize, throw whatever is left to throw a way away, and I pack.
- Tomorrow, movers arrive at 8:30. The last time I moved, I hired movers, and I really don't even understand why anyone would ever move things on their own.
I am glad I successfully found a place in such short notice. And I am glad that I am able to coach the kids successfully and am getting better at showing them natural consequences.
I am always glad for good company and caring friends.
Hopefully, this week is less frantic and full of more joyful moments.
I feel as though I can see successes in the short-term, but am not sure what success means for me in the long-term.
Stream of Consciousness post for the week.
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