What a week it's been!
I've been missing on many of the sites I so often frequent due to conditions beyond my control for the past week.
This past Thursday was our annual fund-raising banquet at the Southern Tier Pregnancy Resource Center. It was the reason I was even hired back there. I worked there for about a year and a half from 2006-2007. Then we moved to Corning and it became something I really couldn't do anymore because of the cost of child care and gas. It was a miracle that the position even became available, and at the same time that I was seeking employment. But, I digress...
It's a great feeling when you get to see all of your hard work pan out. And it was HARD WORK. Probably the hardest work I've done in a long time. And the few days before the big event were the most difficult because there were so many things that couldn't be handled until the very last minute due to the way reservations are set up. On Wednesday night after work, I came home and announced to my family that I was not available for their shinannigans that evening. I think I snapped at Craig five times and I cried (for no apparent reason) three times before the night was over. I was desperately clinging to the idea of going to sleep just so I could start fresh the next day. I finally understand what Craig means when he comes home and he's too exhausted to think straight. Those are the nights when everything on MY agenda is SUPER important and I become the most annoying person in the universe to him while he BEGS to go to sleep just so he can re-set his brain. Yes...I understand now.
This past weekend, I wrote a note on Facebook announcing to my friends that I was going to be unavailable to them for the weekend. I just needed to de-stress. I needed to be alone with my family and my own thoughts for a few days. I couldn't handle anyone else's problems or issues. I must confess, my unavailability has lasted for a little more than the weekend. I've been fighting something physical going on in my sinuses/throat/head for the past few days. I'm guessing the stress of last week caused my immune system to be just a little bit weaker than normal. So, if you're reading this and you are one of those people who turns to me for prayer/advice/support, please understand that I still love you very much and I'm still praying for you. I'm just...I'm not back up to par. Not quite yet. It's a miracle that I'm even able to type this blog tonight. I usually don't get such opportunities. It's quite nice.
Time marches on. And my position at work is going to be changing. As we finish out this month, we are going to be welcoming a new Director. My co-worker Loretta (God bless her dear heart) has decided that it would be best for the Center if she steps down from her position as Administrative Assistant so that I can have a job. She is working on selling her house so that she and her husband can move to North Carolina. Once her house sells, she will be leaving anyway. Even so, once we have a new Director, one of us has to go. Loretta has decided it should be her. I'll become the Client Services Director (or Coordinator) and once again, I'll be the face that greets people as they walk through the door.
I am thankful. God is good. And next year, when banquet time comes around....I'm going to be more ready.
