Archive for September, 2008

a little mouse

Monday September 29, 2008

What are the chances?  
I was in the backyard playing with Judy when she suddenly stopped running back to me.  As I walked closer I could see Judy gently nudging the ground.  As I moved her away, I saw it — laying on its side.  I thought it was dead but then I saw the gentle rise and fall of its chest.  With adrenaline and speed, and Judy chasing me, we ran inside to tell Jake.  
Jake!  Jake!  Jake!  
Outside again Jake and I leaned over the fence and watched its little chest rise up and down.
It’s still alive.  What do we do?
Oh no, what is it doing?  Why are its legs stretching like that?  Is it dying?
Within a few seconds there was nothing.  No rise and fall of its chest.  No breath.  No beat.
It had died and we were there.
What happened?  Was it Judy’s intense fetching speed?  Was it somehow stunned or injured? Or did it just find this spot in our yard to be its last?
It made me very sad to think about why this happened.  What are the chances that we were there the moment it died.  
I have never watched anyone or anything die.
I know it is just a little mouse but aren’t we all connected?  
Aren’t we all worried about who the next President is going to be?  
Aren’t we all worried about the economy?
Aren’t we all worried about the environment?
Well, maybe not the mouse…but aren’t you?
Vote Obama.
I am.

two weeks

Thursday September 18, 2008

It is important to note that I have been officially unemployed for two weeks. Let me take this opportunity to share all the EXCITING things I have done —

Hmmmm, let’s see. Well, yeah, ummmmmm.

I have done NOTHING over the top exciting!

And it is still worth every nap mid-morning and maybe an extra one in the afternoon, hot topic on The View, Project Runway re-run, extra game of fetch with Judy, and random hug from Jake.

Now that is exciting!!!

rocky

Friday September 12, 2008

Now that I am currently unemployed and have some free time on my hands I watched Rocky I, Rocky II, and Rocky III today.   

white wedding

Monday September 8, 2008

For as long as I can remember I have been looking through these little white wedding albums, of my parents and of my aunts and uncles, every time I visited my grandparents — I have probably looked through those old albums a thousand times.  

Tonight was no different.  As we were talking I asked my grandma how old she was when she got married.
Twenty, she says.  I say, Wow, you were so young!  We were considered old, she says, grandpa was twenty-two.  That’s what you did back then, she says. You got married, bought a house, and had kids.  So did you work? I ask.  She says, I got married in June and quit my job in September. 

Hmmm, I just got married in June and quit my job in September, I say.
Oh shit, am I a housewife?

not really an issue…until it is an issue

Thursday September 4, 2008

*I did not post this letter on my blog at the time of my resignation.  I am sharing it now – a year later – and pre-dating it.  Read this to hear my thoughts now.

Dear [supervisor]:

After much reflection, I submit my resignation from my position as Reunion Gift Coordinator at The College of St. Catherine, effective September 4, 2008.

I came here with enthusiasm for the mission of the College and the goal to fully embrace the opportunities the position offered.  A few months in, I began to notice significant institutional issues that raised questions for me, but I chose to look the other way and focus on my work.  I was committed to working around the challenges for the benefit and joy of connecting with the lively and inspiring St. Kate’s alumnae. I am pleased to see the positive impact I have made on the efforts of the reunion giving program, the most important of which has been 100% volunteer representation from all reunion classes both 2006/2007 and 2007/2008 fiscal years; as well as my enduring efforts to improve the collaboration between reunion giving, gift planning, and the Alumnae Association.

My attempts to ignore my doubts became impossible after the resignation of my colleague Abigail Garner.  After her departure I found myself re-examining my personal beliefs of social justice and injustice.  I saw Abigail’s hire and participation on this floor as true representation of the mission of St. Kate’s.  When Abigail resigned, rather than silence her convictions for gay rights, it forced me to re-examine how St. Kate’s defines social justice.

I feel that my continued employment is an endorsement of a workplace that is in conflict with my personal ethics.  My attempts to seek clarification by talking with [the Vice President] directly only made me more uneasy. [Supervisor], I am grateful to you for your support through what has been – and continues to be – a sad and confusing time in my job.  I held onto the hope that as time passed, it would be easier for me to move on.  Four months later, my feelings have not changed and I realize that continuing to stay here comes at a great cost to my conscience and to my spirit.

Please know my resignation is not a reflection of anything you did or did not do.  In fact, I stayed as long as I did because of your encouragement and your faith in my abilities.  Thank you for your guidance and support.

Sincerely,

Anne Ingman