Well, I went to my first volunteer shift today. It turned out okay. I did really well, better than I anticipated. Although I will always miss by bookstore routine and my friends it's good to know my brain is still working after all that chemo and radiation and depression hit me after my treatments. I think it was the after treatment depression that caused me so much confusion. The gift store is tiny, and alas no textbooks or students, but most of the gift items and candy and pop sales are the same. I was thankful for my years of doing bank deposits and cash summaries because this will be my responsibility on the afternoon shift. The lady who trained me was impressed how quick I learned everything. The register is dead easy. Not a POS computer like I'm used to. I will always wonder why I rushed myself into retirement when I'm sure another year of work would have done me good. Anyway, I'm still going to hope that I can get on at Douglas College by the summer. It's weird to go to work after 2 years, but I'm thankful I'm able to handle it. My husband is thankful that I'm finding things to do.