Howdyhowdy.
Work is immense chaos right now, due to the moving-out tomorrow, and it’s traumatizing me a lot. Piles of boxes hinder my productivity. I can see them there out of the corner of my eye, lurking. Cluttering the landscape. The running joke is how I’m never going to get my packing done: I have a pad of paper, post-it notes, two highlighters, and a pen. Maybe in the new office I might get some personal stuff at my desk? Maybe even a plant?? Eek. Let’s not go jumping into commitments here. So, last night I got a call that started out: “This is your mother. Remember me?” I was totally in for the mom-guilt. It’s probably been a month or so since I’ve been over to their house. I’ve been busy! She finally got me to promise I’d be over tomorrow (she didn’t ask directly, but told me she was going to gramma’s this weekend; that’s the code for ‘you better come over beforehand’.) She also managed to say, on the fourth try, ‘I heard you might be seeing someone!’ Without a moment’s notice, I had to takeEVASIVE MANEUVERS! EVASIVE MANEUVERS!
I’m surprisingly good at obfuscation for someone so prone to saying way too much. Now hopefully she doesn’t bring it up again tomorrow.
Today we set up our 3day team; there are five of us so far, so I set the fundraising goal at $11,000. That’s incredible. I mean, we will be raising that amount of money, or we’ll bear the shame of not walking and being complete losers. And you know, anybody who wants to join with us is invited. Raising a couple thousand bucks and walking for three straight days is actually a hell of a lot better than you might think. In fact, it’s one of the best feelings you’ll ever have. Email me for more info.
And sheeit, I’m out of time. More later!Jenni