The Next Thing

My old house on Tutbury has new occupants, and I’ve officially been in my new residence for about a month. It’s 2-bedroom home located in the College Hill area and only a few blocks from the Washburn campus.

The house is plenty big for Leo and myself, and pretty cool. I’ve finally got the huge bedroom in a remodeled attic that I’ve dreamed about ever since I was a little kid… Unfortunately being tall and having a tall boyfriend make the short ceilings up there a bit inconvenient at times.

Despite the fact I’ve been here for a month, I’ve still got stuff in boxes. And, generally speaking, my house is about as unorganized and chaotic as it’s ever been. Remarkably enough, I don’t really mind it. At least not yet. When you consider the borderline obsessive-compulsive tendencies I have about things being in order (not necessarily clean, but organized and orderly), my lack of caring about the disorganization is somewhat perplexing. Who knows, maybe that’s one of those things I’ve learned to let go of when I was going through the divorce.

In other news, softball season has pretty much officially wrapped up. (Boo.) But lucky for me, rec volleyball season is in full swing. (Swing, get it? Ha. Ha.)

I can’t explain how much I enjoy playing volleyball again. And how awesome is it that I’ve managed to find a team and league to play in that are pretty competitive. At least competitive enough that I don’t worry (too much) about hurting anyone when I hit the ball or go up for a block.

And, in a true sign that I’m playing at a fun, competitive level, I’m horribly insecure about my lack of back row-passing abilities. The second I rotate to the back row, the panic that I felt in high school returns over again. Part of me is thinking, “oh dear god, please don’t let them serve/hit it to me.” The other part of me is thinking, “bring it on, you can do this.” It reminds me on a weekly basis why I was allowed to serve in high school but then quickly subbed out until I was back into the front row… I wonder if that’s something we can do in rec ball..?

A Volleyball Weekend

I got back late last night from a little family road trip. My brother, Aaron, and I traveled out to Hutchinson together to meet up with my parents and watch my sister’s volleyball team play.

My sister, Amy, is the head coach at Seminole State, a community college located in Seminole, Oklahoma. It’s about four or five hours away from Topeka, so I haven’t had the opportunity to go down and watch her team yet. But this weekend they were playing in a highly competitive tournament in Hutchinson, a reasonable 3-hour trip from Topeka.

Unfortunately, Amy’s girls didn’t win any of the games I got to watch (I missed their first win against Barton County). I know Amy was disappointed with that, but I was still very proud of her and the way her team played. I mean, the teams they lost to were nationally ranked in the top 20 in the country, including the team currently ranked first. And while they never won a match, they did play several of them very close.

It also seemed like luck was stacked against them as they really didn’t have many extra players on the bench. So if one of the girls started struggling, Amy didn’t have much to work with in terms of making a quick substitution. And two of her typical starters were sidelined with injury, again stacking the odds against them.

The whole weekend brought back lots of fond memories from my days of playing volleyball at Cowley County. Althought my team was never nationally ranked, we did have a great time together and it was a great life experience for me.