Not an outfielder

Last night I think was one of my worst performances EVER in a slow pitch softball game! I was the Bad News Bears all in one! I know it's the beer leagues, but we don't drink beer and we have some pride when we play. Fall ball has been an interesting season so far. We (as in my sisters and I) are playing with a new team and it's been an adjustment from our summer team. I like everyone we play with, it's just different. For example, I normally play infield (3rd or 2nd) but this year, I have been converted into an outfielder. Darby is the outfielder, not me. When I say I play poorly, I'm not joking. So, there were a few hit out to me in right field and the one that I actually had a chance to catch, luckily landed foul. It's like my depth perception is on hiatus and I can't catch anything that is hit out to me. But here is the kicker: I move back in to second, there is a pop-fly and guess who doesn't catch it? ME! I was SOOOOOO mad. It landed right behind me. It was just a bad game for me.

Same office...new job

It's true...I'm still working at the Registrar's Office...but in a different position. I am the Academic Coordinator and Process Analyst. I think it will be a great position and I will have plenty to do. So, after months of searching for a different job, I found it where I already was. Funny how that works out.