The outlook for next half year is extremely uncertain (actually it's just gloomy and I don't want to face to it so calling it uncertain... things *may* change for the better, right??)
Sundays:
BBT and Auntie Chin Chin took turns to drop requests for additional service in the next half year. This is the terrible thing about being in a small church - limited resources --> max utilization = stretch and drain. As I operate on FCFS rule, agreed to BBT and refused Auntie Chin Chin. Sunday is going to become my most tiring day, it's either teaching nursery class, main worship interpretor, lead youth worship and perhaps even teach youth classes. To top that, there's still the meet ups with my mentees who are ever so neglected because I'm always so tired.
Saturdays:
The road ahead for youth CIP is ever so hazy. I am still trying to find joy - and conversation topics - with the elderly folks. I can't help but feel for them. they can only leave the nursing home if their family come to bring them out, which is like never? or once a month? As good as quarantined. Still... they are not pretty much what I fancy. Honestly, I am highly tempted to steer out of the nursing home CIP. Can't beat that feeling of betrayal tho, abandoning BBT to carry the burdens on his own. Can't bring myself to leave.
Mon - Fri:
I still have said neither yes or no to SGH and DSTA. God, I really want to get a job before a go australia.
*shudders*
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