Agony, Fear, and Reward

Today is the beginning of the third day of work. I've come to terms that mudding and sanding is the bane of my existence, and I'm hoping today I'll finally be able to start priming and painting. Something amazing happened yesterday; as my team and I finish up the remaining work for the day, Laura, our chaperone, turns off the music and exclaims the homeowner is here. It was one of the most rewarding and exciting experiences of my life. Chiquita walks in, clearly exhausted from her long day of work, with her son in his school uniform. Despite this, she was extremely warm, welcoming, and extremely thankful. Her son was one of the most respectful children I've ever met, he walks in and immediately introduces himself and shakes our hands. It makes me proud to know that I'm helping a respectful and kind family. New Orleans has been an amazing and awe inspiring experience. Yesterday, I stared one of my greatest fears in the face as I walked across the levees. I don't think I've ever felt more emasculated in my life as I saw Laura and other girls sprint across the levees while I slowly teetered taking baby steps. It was certainly an experiences. I can't wait to see what the rest of the week has in store for me.