What an absolute beautiful day. There is a gentle snowfall coming down, it’s lit up by all the light posts and it made me realize how permanant and dead this place was seeming. It is always dark, always cold, and the snow is the same snow that has been here all year. It’s hard and loud to walk on. Today when it was so warm out and the snow was quietly coming down it made it all seem so much more temporary.
It was so perfect too. Today is my GA day and for the last thing we did we shoveled steps to dorms that will soon be open. There is this empty, sparkling dorm beginning to buzz with activity. It is where we first stayed when we arrrived on the Ice. Eventually we moved next door to 207. 203 has been closed all winter. Now they have to prepare for the new people. Housing is cleaning, the plumbers are flushing the glycol out of the pipes, electritions are fixing faulty heating. There’s hoses running down the hallways, base boards are pulled up, doors are propped open with furniture and everything empty of any signs of occupation. Part of our GA day was going through and checking the walls for screw and nail holes. We also had to make sure all the beds had the brand new matresses that they were supposed to. Some people went and “skuad” the fancy new mattresses for their own rooms. Our mattresses are the regular dorm mattresses, they are even labeled “dorm mattress” on the logo but the new ones are real ones, the sort with quilted padding and strong springs, that sateen material instead of the blue striped canvas. The few signs of personality in the rooms was an animal figure hooks, a lamp with plastic gems glued to it, and a decorated mirror. That’s out of the 40 or so rooms that we checked.
Anyways, I was excited. I felt like there was a mission to do. I don’t know what I was so excited about, I’m not looking forward to new people but I just wanted to soak up the softness outside and at the same time shovel till I had a crick in my back. I wanted to be winded and tired and to see a snowbank that I had created. I think that is what was so much fun about shoveling. It was on those metal grate sort of porches. All you had to do was stab your shovel along the very base of the snow, lever the handle and an iceberg would pop off. I was getting chunks of snow that I couldn’t lift. I had to roll them to the edge. It felt like such an accomplishment to have a porch with snow up to my waist and then be able to clear it out in minutes.
I don’t know what else Julie had planned for us to do but once I was told to shovel I just never stopped shoveling. I found another closed dorm and shoveled that back door and then I attacked the back of the store which is a dock that they only keep a cleared path. That one finally did me in. I feel tired but rested. I guess I’m ready to eat dinner but I just have so much energy. I want to DO stuff. Look at me, I’m blogging and excited about it. I wonder if it’s been a long time since I’ve felt this excited. It’s strange the mood you can slip into and not even realize it.
After supper I hope the energy continues because I have another mural that I need to paint in a matter of days. I am trying to figure out the simplest way to make it. The instructions are pink tipped roses (I think) and a dragon somewhere. Easy enough, I hope. All right. Talk to you later. I will try to get some pictures up but I have had such bad luck with that.