In a few hours I have my first meeting with the director of the organization that will most likely be the new place where I work. Yes — I am moving to a new NGO.

You don’t plan on starting over with only about 9 months of service left, but as I’ve learned again and again in the last year and a half, it doesn’t always matter what you plan. Sometimes you just have to roll with it.

I won’t go into all the details of why I’m moving, except to say that sometimes you just can’t help people who won’t help themselves, no matter how hard you try. When your repeated efforts are brushed off and unappreciated, it’s even worse. And when those people turn around and then, from out of nowhere, blame you for things not changing… well, let’s say that my Peace Corps program manager just learned the phrase “thrown under the bus.“

Leaving is the right decision, and it was an easy one to make when the opportunity unexpectedly presented itself. As usual, Peace Corps has been completely supportive and helpful. That said, I like many of the people at my former org, will continue to work on other projects with some of them, and wish them all well.

The weekend at the Holiday Inn (which was luxurious and awesome) came along at the perfect time, marking an end to the last couple of really crappy weeks.

Now let’s begin again. I’m excited.