oh erin! you're SO great! you sign up to volunteer!
without actually having to be around people in need. not that i have really obvious commitment issues or anything, because i TOTALLY don't...ahem.
anyway, this week, i decided, what the hell? i'll go, i'll go. i'll go. i'll go. and i did. well, i went once, not four times. and i was a little bit late getting there. but that's not the point!
the point is something like this: so i went to do this project i sometimes do where i help people with severely low or no vision do art projects. basically, i'm their eyes in whatever capacity that means for the person i happen to be working with. (deal with the preposition there, dad. i'm exerting my independence). i like this program because i get to play with ribbons and paint, and if things end up looking a little crappy, no one's the wiser. everyone wins!
but this week, it became abundantly clear that i should NOT, in fact, be volunteering, that, in fact, tis better for me to drop out before actually appearing at the volunteer site.
turns out, i steal.
from the blind.
this is actually 100% true, but in my defense, i NEEDED that wire in order to complete my halloween costume, and what with broomball games* and hamburgers all this week, i didn't know when i would fit in a trip to buy the wire. also i kept forgetting. and i'm lazy.
but if it makes everyone feel better, i feel slightly bad about stealing from the blind. i would put it somewhere on the feeling bad spectrum between kicking kittens and not telling someone his headlights are still on:
pretty low on the continuum, really, but just in case, and since i just finished repenting, i thought i'd get it out there.
pretty low on the continuum, really, but just in case, and since i just finished repenting, i thought i'd get it out there.
really, i don't want there to be any secrets between us....thanks for understanding. you're a doll.
*misleading. no brooms were actually used in the playing of this game.
