5:45 a.m., the alarm goes off and a song that brings bad memories is playing, you remember that yesterday the ac went out and you live in Texas and the highs are still in the 90s. You have to dress up and have a good hair day for an event so that means hair dryer. You finally get out of the house after two showers and a couple of fluff and buffs you get in the car and realize you have to stop and get gas. You get to work and the postage meter is jammed AND the copier is down and you're still a little tired from working 7:45 - 6:00 on a Sunday. You're computer is slow and people are awaiting your approval on stuff that has to go to print yesterday. Take a deep breath, get something cold to drink and continue on to the next thing.
Go to lunch with Channel 8 and negotiate cost for this year's Live Christmas Eve worship. Realize you really like your rep. She's kinda fun...hmmm...maybe we should hang out more and talk about girl stuff...marriage, jobs, faith, why my clothes don't fit, our husbands, how we deal with the need for control and what place in life and in our faith that really holds. Go back to church, check hair and makeup for participation in the stewardship video...worry way too much about how you look, feel bad about that. Complete filming, go to the bathroom and notice big zit on your nose. Look around for the cameras from PUNKED. Say you don't care and go back to your office to respond to emails and voice mails. Actually, what great emails...from people who visited the church yesterday...lots of great correspondence...lots of great questions.
You know...in the midst of this truly hysterical day (isn't it after all, just funny, when a day like this happens to you) lots of great stuff can be found as well. I actually don't mind that it's 87 in my house right now since I have 5 fans and a tall glass of iced tea. Is it really so bad in the big scheme of things? I think not! It's not always an easy struggle to make the decision that it was a good day but today was a good day. I've decided!
Monday, September 17, 2007
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