Stuff on my mind... in my heart, things that make me smile, laugh, think... What inspires me, confuses me, entertains me... I love this especially, from author Thornton Wilder: "We can only be said to be alive in those moments when our hearts are conscious of our treasures." That, is perfect...

Friday, September 11, 2009

And so...

When things hang over my head, I get tense... I can feel it right now, I am clenching my jaw. I hate that, I never used to do that. I am giving a presentation in two hours, and it is kind of important, and it is kind of a coup that I got this opportunity. I am ready and psyched... but I wish that I cared more. I feel like I can do this, and that I will present what I need to present, be nimble and clever, make them laugh and think, politely ask for questions and politely respond to same, thank them for having me and leave... On to the next thing...
Sometimes I feel that I am nothing more than a task doer. Get this done, then go on to the next thing. Good for you, another thing done. Got this done, that done... yup... ok, what's next. I worked a booth last night for a community event - got there early, put the booth up, got all the info out and ready, met people, made some contacts, talked with some really cool people, which will give me some more opportunities... took the booth down, went home...
Here I am today, met some more people, made another presentation, and am preparing for the next one. Here is my list, there is my calendar - yup, that's done, good job, that's done - what's next. I do that, shake hands, laugh... network, schmooze... go home.
It's another day. I feel content and happy as some concerns have been removed. Then I sit there and balance the checkbook, attend meetings of some organizations of which I love and care about, and see - yup, money is tight, maybe if we could just squeeze and hold out here and there, next year at this time will be much better... kind of like last year, except we weren't making any decisions last year because we wanted to see how bad it could get. Now we know, but let's just wait now, just to see what happens...
Cross off the date, I went to the meeting... I said my peace (piece?) and so, now it's time to move on to the next thing. Oh yeah, grab an apple, cookie, and a bottle of water... now I don't need to squeeze in supper - cross off that from my list. Hey, can we do lunch next week - what day is good for you. I'll call you, just have to check my calendar. Another thing on the list.
How are things with you? Good, good - busy, but good. I am crossing things off my list left and right.

4 comments:

  1. having things on a list is not a bad thing.. crossing them off and replacing them with new ones isn't bad either when one could think of the alternative.. i am proud of you of all that you have accomplished since having lost your job. You have not given up after all this time and now, so it seems, your work, effort and wait is paying off. Even if you sat back and took a look at how bad it can get... Look where you are today ;-) whoo hoo.. you've made it!!!!! kisses.. Liane

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  2. Looks at post time and current time - I'm assuming your presentation went well. :)

    It's been such a hard time for our country, so much to deal with and the uncertainty of it all... maybe it's good to keep track of things and check them off one at a time... conquering all things, one bite, one line at a time...

    I haven't visited with you in a long time, but I sure hope that all of this... is good news and that things are looking good for you. :)

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  3. Yes... I being productive is good, no doubt. Thank you both for the words of encouragement... this was just written with a bit of wistfulness, as surely, there must be more to life than this, yes? The two of you both drink so deeply from the waters of life, and are inspirationg to me... Thank you for the visits, both of you.

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  4. "inspirationg" to me... that's what happens when you don't proofread... I couldn't decide betwixt inspirational and inspiring... sheesh...

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