This week has been all over the place. My former company was acquired by a new one because of financial issues. We’re all trying to make head of the new company. The aftermath included orientation sessions, online trainings, and the final class improv show.
Wednesday night was the improv final at Northeast Middle School. We did a short-form game where my partner and I ran a scene, then repeated it in a different genre. A candle turned into a sci-fi scene where I became a robot.
I threw myself on the floor to exaggerate a scene of quiet quitting, and there was a roar of laughter. At the end, my partner “unscrewed” my hardware so I wouldn’t repeat myself, and I declared that I was human again.
Saturday I went to a gathering for my friend’s mom, whose husband had died recently. It was part of the Hmong community to show up. About a hundred people came over the course of the day. There was food laid out. We ate, talked, and commiserated. My son played on the playground at the church where it was held. The elders packed me up three bag fulls of shrimp, chicken and watermelon, so I was as gen Z states: "stacked.":)
Afterward, I took my son and his friend to an indoor park (highly necessary as its still in the 40's in Minnesota). While they played, I jumped into a Zoom improv event.
In addition, there was a death in my building recently. It’s been sitting quietly in the background. Not loud, not overwhelming, just there.
The Hmong gathering was the highlight of my week. It really helped to be around supportive friends in the heat of a job transition. I felt a little lighter.
