Still waiting to hear back on my two interviews from last week, but I was anticipating that–I’ve never in 20 years as a member of the workforce known any company to callback an interviewee on a Monday.Â Monday is “catch up all the stuff you slacked off on Friday day.”Â It’s not “dive back into human resource purgatory day.”Â That’s usually Tuesday or Thursday.
I managed to clean and organize the Drama Ministry Room at church this morning, with massive bunches of help from Ms. Pat W., who should be certified for sainthood.Â And not just because she was willing to brave matted wigs and mouse leavings with me, either.Â She’s just an awesome person in general.
I had to get all “your mother doesn’t work here” and make up a sign for the room, basically stating that it’s the drama room, not a 12 x 10 trash can.Â Unfortunately, some people not affiliated with drama had left it in a really bad state, so I had to post some common sense and common courtesy rules.Â If I come back in a couple of weeks to find it being trashed again, then they’re not going to be allowed in the room without a drama team member present.Â Since the drama team is currently mostly me and Chris, I’m hoping it won’t come to a point where we have to be there supervising every time someone needs a shepherd’s robe.
So now I’m through with that dreaded task and free of it’s associated psychic spam.Â WaHOOOOO!!!!
Tomorrow, I’m spending the whole day webspinning.Â I have four sites that I would like to have mostly wrapped up by the end of this week.Â Wednesday, I have a new client meeting.Â (Thank you, Cindy S!Â I love referrals!!)Â Which means that boxing and cleaning at Gigee’s house will have to wait till Wednesday afternoon, or possibly Friday morning.
And I bought a gallon of paint to finish up our bedroom.Â Yet another open loop taking up valuable mental RAM for the ENTIRE summer.
Egads, people.Â I was feeling anxious last night, and part of the anxiety was that I had absolutely nothing scheduled for the whole week.Â Just an endless list of stuff I have failed to get done all summer.Â I’m not sure which was more anxiety-inducing: the empty schedule, or the open loops.Â So I started out this morning at Sugar Shack, with a fresh page on my Moleskine, and did a massive Mind Sweep.Â I decided to attack the thing I dreaded most (which would’ve been the drama room).Â And now, near time to pick up Joshua, I feel remarkably un-anxious, centered and calm.Â My schedule is filling up; stuff is getting done; life is good.