Work.

This morning I got a call from the supervisor of the group home where I was most recently trained. It’s a very independent home – the residents require very little in the way of practical support – and my job there is essentially to supervise the prep and clean-up of dinner.

Seriously, that’s the gist of it.

I make observations, of course, about what’s going on. I let the supervisor know if there are any issues of which she should be aware. I can also do some chores (like, say, clean the fridge) if I have the time or inclination to do so.

Anyway, with summer ending, supervisors are starting to look at schedules for the fall/winter. This particular supervisor called to ask if I would be interested in working every-other-Sunday for 2 hours. Yes! Yes, I would!

And could I do it ’til Christmas-ish time? Would that be ok?

Yes! Yes!

Now, admittedly, the pay that I’ll be bringing in for about 4 hours each month? Not awe-inspiring. But I’m keeping my foot in the proverbial door, here, and getting experience with the various group homes and programs in the agency. I like this!

The second group home at which I was trained has asked about my availability from September onward and I gave the supervisor a rough overview. I have no idea what’ll come of that – they have some short shifts, but mostly have people during the days.

And the first group home that I worked at has already been alerted to my school schedule – but also knows that I’ll try to pick up shifts whenever I can.

It’d be nice to graduate at the end of this year and have a job at this agency. I don’t imagine it’ll be a full-time job right away, but even part-time would be awesome. It doesn’t mean I’ll work there forever, but it’ll save me some angst if I have a place to go and use my diploma.