So, there's big, giant calendar on the wall in the kitchen - right next to the whiteboard.
And on the whiteboard is written the name and phone number of a couple who asked us to sub for them at the temple.
And under that is the date they needed us to sub. (Tuesday the 29th)
And under that is the gal's email address.
And none of that info is on the calendar.
But I've been looking at that whiteboard for 2 weeks now.
And all day today I thought the schedule seemed light - I seemed to have nothing pressing. I sat in my room after school and finished the book I was reading. (Parenthetically it's not all that good - the one by David Baldacci.) (And I should have been entering my grades - due tomorrow night at midnight.)
Then I walked home.
And checked my email and started dinner.
And got a call from the Tuesday night supervisor at the temple - wondering where we were.
Talk about feeling bad!
Dad said, "We're doing too much!"
We have been discussing it off and on all evening. And I said, "Well, maybe we should make it a rule that we won't take on anything without running it by the each other first." (I agreed to give blood yesterday - and then just didn't go!)
And later Dad said, "The trouble is, I don't want to be thought of as programmed and scheduled as some people we know." (Who probably wouldn't blow off sub days at the temple!!))
And he also said, "That's why people move away."
I read Sunset magazine in the salle de bain and thought, "We need to take off for a weekend to one of these great places they are showing in this magazine."
Maybe I will do that.
After school ends, and we have the wedding, and we go to South America, and we do the Hood to Coast.
Wait, then it will be time for school to start!
This seems to be a circular discussion.
Thanks for listening!!
I'm not looking for ideas or advice - just sympathy!!
And on the whiteboard is written the name and phone number of a couple who asked us to sub for them at the temple.
And under that is the date they needed us to sub. (Tuesday the 29th)
And under that is the gal's email address.
And none of that info is on the calendar.
But I've been looking at that whiteboard for 2 weeks now.
And all day today I thought the schedule seemed light - I seemed to have nothing pressing. I sat in my room after school and finished the book I was reading. (Parenthetically it's not all that good - the one by David Baldacci.) (And I should have been entering my grades - due tomorrow night at midnight.)
Then I walked home.
And checked my email and started dinner.
And got a call from the Tuesday night supervisor at the temple - wondering where we were.
Talk about feeling bad!
Dad said, "We're doing too much!"
We have been discussing it off and on all evening. And I said, "Well, maybe we should make it a rule that we won't take on anything without running it by the each other first." (I agreed to give blood yesterday - and then just didn't go!)
And later Dad said, "The trouble is, I don't want to be thought of as programmed and scheduled as some people we know." (Who probably wouldn't blow off sub days at the temple!!))
And he also said, "That's why people move away."
I read Sunset magazine in the salle de bain and thought, "We need to take off for a weekend to one of these great places they are showing in this magazine."
Maybe I will do that.
After school ends, and we have the wedding, and we go to South America, and we do the Hood to Coast.
Wait, then it will be time for school to start!
This seems to be a circular discussion.
Thanks for listening!!
I'm not looking for ideas or advice - just sympathy!!