life goes on

The Family Services training yesterday was...intense. Towards the end we practiced interviewing each other. I learned that it is NOT a good idea to ask for someone's "predisaster address," and I got play the part of Edith, a 67-year old woman who just lost everything in a tornado. I get way too emotionally invested in things like that. Part of it was that I remember when an enormous tornado almost hit campus back in 2002. Strangely enough, that was the day of my first race. My mom was driving me back to school when the sky turned this funky green color and it got really windy. We turned on the radio and there was a tornado warning out for eastern St. Mary's County...whoops, right where the campus is. It ended up veering west and hitting La Plata, and it ended up being an incredibly destructive F5. We drove through there a few weeks later, and the place looked like a war zone.

But I digress.

After I got home from that I gave myself a 1/2 hour to recup, then headed up to the high school for the marching band competition. I didn't get to do all that much this year. As usual, there were way too many runners so I spent most of my time standing around, either watching the bands performing (not a bad life) or on "security detail" (which entailed sitting outside the high school making sure no one went in). Next year I'll work the concession stand, but all in all, not a bad evening. We didn't get home until around midnight, but I got to sleep in until 10 this morning, so, once again, not a bad life.

Tomorrow it's back to work. Gotta get ready for my disaster presentations on Tuesday.

~Bethany