CYLA Senior Corps

Why do I love the song "I've Just Seen a Face?"

Okay, here's what's up with me: I got a call yesterday as I was driving out to my house with my little sister, Morgan. The guy introduced himself as Jeffrey H******** and told me that CYLA (City Year Los Angeles) wanted to interview me to become a Senior Corps member for the upcoming year. Basically, it's the next step up: I would be in charge of a group of between 6 and 8 of my peers, and I would have to attend planning sessions and extra training. Which is fine. If there is one thing that I'm good at, it's being in charge. I get a thrill off of leadership, and I'm good at organizing tasks and making sure that everything gets done.

The only catch is that I have to interview for the job tomorrow at 4 and, if I get the job, I have to be out there by July 16th to start training. Which means that I'm moving 45 days before the September 1 start date that I thought that I was aiming at. Which means I have to bump everything up.

I'm really thrilled about this opportunity. I mean, most of the people with this job are people from the Corps who are coming back for a second year of AmeriCorps experience. If they think that I can handle the job at this point, then I'm thrilled to offer any extra work that I can do. I just want to try to do some good in the upcoming year.

On the other hand, my mother isn't thrilled. She's supportive, don't get me wrong. Dot would never tell me not to go after something like this, but, at the same time, she thought that I was going to be home a lot longer. So, I'm trying to stay near the home base until I have to go, but it also means that I've got to move up any plans that I had...I mean, I haven't even told Erica that I might be moving.

Basically, I need to start planning if I'm moving that quickly. But I don't know for sure that I am yet. So, I'm in a holding pattern.