chaos
There's really no other way to describe it. For the past two weeks, I have been swept up in a whirlwind and I'm wondering when, and where, it's going to eventually deposit me. Hopefully soon because I'm starting to miss the ground. When someone dies and you're struck by it, it's hard to remember that the rest of the world keeps moving, life goes on. Nobody stops for you to say, "Hi, I think I'm working toward okay, can we take some baby steps here?" No, no baby steps.
This is the craziest period for work. Most bookstores demand adoption decisions by April 15th. So it's scramble time for us to get professors everything they need to make these decisions. I mean they should already have the book and the resources, they should know to contact me once they've made their decision but it's rarely that easy. This is the closing part of our season. I do like it a lot, it's not the $$ payoff that we see come July and August, but it helps us know what to expect for those summer months. Basically, it's push push push through the next few weeks. If I can get people to still consider our texts before they head out in May, then I should be in pretty good shape.
We're also in the midst of a closing contest. I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm fairly competitive. Not all of the time because I won't compete unless I think I can win. Afraid of failing? No, I just really like to win. But anything I'm good at, well that's fair game and I push myself to work hard so it's always a payoff, whether I'm learning something, proving something, setting myself apart, or failing miserably, which happens from time to time. I think the motivation is perfectionist-driven, but then on Sunday's Grey's Anatomy, Christina gave me hope that I could turn my strive for perfectionism into something positive. Some days I feel like all of the pressure I put upon myself is a good thing. Because I'm still learning to counterbalance it with doses of reality. The reality is that I'm more than a publisher's rep (let's hope so!). I could break out in Meredith Brooks, I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, but I'll spare you. Chances are you if you read this, you're probably used to me.
So work is stressful. Fun, challenging, exciting and stressful. Tough luck. The finish line is Memorial Day. Then I'm hoping to get away for a bit. Vacation!!!!!!!! Financed by yours truly. What a novel idea.
What else? DC and Philly. Traveling wears me out. I don't know if the turbulence has just recently gotten out of hand, or if pilots are worse than I remember them or if I'm just becoming more of a sissy in my old age, but flying alone scares me! It could be a control thing but I really do feel like it's gotten worse for me. I'm wondering how I'm going to be able to jet over to my villa in Italy if my fear continues at this rate. I've tried liquoring up (sorry Mom, just two beers for your low tolerance child) and that doesn't really help. I think it really could be because I travel by myself all the time. I used to have Robby to fight with or my Mom to bother. Not any more! Sad.
Exhausted, yes. Great trips, DC for work & play and Philly for just play. Hectic one night play but still it was wonderful. All of my friends are getting married! And by all, I mean, Jenny, Andrea and Jess. That's three weddings this summer, July, August & September. To be honest, I'm psyched for all of them. Philly was a reunion with my Bucknell girls, the party was hosted by Andrea as a condo warming party since Brad and her moved in about 3 weeks. What a fun reunion. I got to see Ems (two weekends in a row!), Andrea obviously, Jess, Kathy, Karli, Rachel and Katie. Mere couldn't make it but we missed her terribly. Anya couldn't make it either. I'm going to need a dose of her really soon. Ange wasn't there either but since I just saw her in DC I survived. And Sar is in Myrtle Beach but that's okay too since we're Bostonites and I see her at least once a month. I had just been so delinquent about the random get togethers that I'm glad I plunked down money for the plane ticket. Brad and Justin were the only guys who really hung out a little bit, but even they got to meet up with our other guy friends who were in town (Zack, Ed, Cosgrove), so that was cool too. I miss my friends from Bucknell. I got to see pictures of Andrea's dress and the girls' bridesmaids dresses were in so Em and Jess tried theirs on. So pretty. But I am glad that I get to choose my own (read: devastatingly gorgeous) dress for each of their weddings. And as for Jenny's wedding, well those are in but mine's in Pittsford. I just hope that sucker fits at this point. I have til July, so thank god for sunshine, fresh fruit and long walk around the reservoir. The bridal shower is the 1st week in May. I'm excited. It's hard not to have a home to go back to but J's good about putting me up for the night (when her head's not falling into the puke bowl) so it should be a good weekend. Somehow, I don't think Mrs. G is going to let us drink anything other than orange juice. Probably safest.
I don't think I'm bringing a date. And not because I have little faith in my ability to find one, this isn't sadie hawkins, friends. It's more that I'm too cheap to pay for a hotel and I'm going to stay with Laur instead (Hey Laur, can I stay with you?). Plus, I've met Mike's friends. They're pretty cute. I think I'll be fine.
So free travel wise through May. I'm hoping the month of April is relaxing weekend-wise. Low key to counteract the work part. We'll see. I'm also hoping it's warm. I'm done with winter, take it away.
I do realize that this entry has been brought to by only a few brain cells but I really don't care. I'm tired and thinking at half capacity but bed time is approaching. Thank goodness.
Last thing: www.pandora.com
Check it out. I'm obsessed. I'm musically challenged in terms of branching out and for remembering what I like and what I don't like. I rarely push it, but this breaks you in gently. I'm diversifying my tastes. Be proud.
SWEET DREAMS
This is the craziest period for work. Most bookstores demand adoption decisions by April 15th. So it's scramble time for us to get professors everything they need to make these decisions. I mean they should already have the book and the resources, they should know to contact me once they've made their decision but it's rarely that easy. This is the closing part of our season. I do like it a lot, it's not the $$ payoff that we see come July and August, but it helps us know what to expect for those summer months. Basically, it's push push push through the next few weeks. If I can get people to still consider our texts before they head out in May, then I should be in pretty good shape.
We're also in the midst of a closing contest. I don't know if you know this about me, but I'm fairly competitive. Not all of the time because I won't compete unless I think I can win. Afraid of failing? No, I just really like to win. But anything I'm good at, well that's fair game and I push myself to work hard so it's always a payoff, whether I'm learning something, proving something, setting myself apart, or failing miserably, which happens from time to time. I think the motivation is perfectionist-driven, but then on Sunday's Grey's Anatomy, Christina gave me hope that I could turn my strive for perfectionism into something positive. Some days I feel like all of the pressure I put upon myself is a good thing. Because I'm still learning to counterbalance it with doses of reality. The reality is that I'm more than a publisher's rep (let's hope so!). I could break out in Meredith Brooks, I'm a bitch, I'm a lover, but I'll spare you. Chances are you if you read this, you're probably used to me.
So work is stressful. Fun, challenging, exciting and stressful. Tough luck. The finish line is Memorial Day. Then I'm hoping to get away for a bit. Vacation!!!!!!!! Financed by yours truly. What a novel idea.
What else? DC and Philly. Traveling wears me out. I don't know if the turbulence has just recently gotten out of hand, or if pilots are worse than I remember them or if I'm just becoming more of a sissy in my old age, but flying alone scares me! It could be a control thing but I really do feel like it's gotten worse for me. I'm wondering how I'm going to be able to jet over to my villa in Italy if my fear continues at this rate. I've tried liquoring up (sorry Mom, just two beers for your low tolerance child) and that doesn't really help. I think it really could be because I travel by myself all the time. I used to have Robby to fight with or my Mom to bother. Not any more! Sad.
Exhausted, yes. Great trips, DC for work & play and Philly for just play. Hectic one night play but still it was wonderful. All of my friends are getting married! And by all, I mean, Jenny, Andrea and Jess. That's three weddings this summer, July, August & September. To be honest, I'm psyched for all of them. Philly was a reunion with my Bucknell girls, the party was hosted by Andrea as a condo warming party since Brad and her moved in about 3 weeks. What a fun reunion. I got to see Ems (two weekends in a row!), Andrea obviously, Jess, Kathy, Karli, Rachel and Katie. Mere couldn't make it but we missed her terribly. Anya couldn't make it either. I'm going to need a dose of her really soon. Ange wasn't there either but since I just saw her in DC I survived. And Sar is in Myrtle Beach but that's okay too since we're Bostonites and I see her at least once a month. I had just been so delinquent about the random get togethers that I'm glad I plunked down money for the plane ticket. Brad and Justin were the only guys who really hung out a little bit, but even they got to meet up with our other guy friends who were in town (Zack, Ed, Cosgrove), so that was cool too. I miss my friends from Bucknell. I got to see pictures of Andrea's dress and the girls' bridesmaids dresses were in so Em and Jess tried theirs on. So pretty. But I am glad that I get to choose my own (read: devastatingly gorgeous) dress for each of their weddings. And as for Jenny's wedding, well those are in but mine's in Pittsford. I just hope that sucker fits at this point. I have til July, so thank god for sunshine, fresh fruit and long walk around the reservoir. The bridal shower is the 1st week in May. I'm excited. It's hard not to have a home to go back to but J's good about putting me up for the night (when her head's not falling into the puke bowl) so it should be a good weekend. Somehow, I don't think Mrs. G is going to let us drink anything other than orange juice. Probably safest.
I don't think I'm bringing a date. And not because I have little faith in my ability to find one, this isn't sadie hawkins, friends. It's more that I'm too cheap to pay for a hotel and I'm going to stay with Laur instead (Hey Laur, can I stay with you?). Plus, I've met Mike's friends. They're pretty cute. I think I'll be fine.
So free travel wise through May. I'm hoping the month of April is relaxing weekend-wise. Low key to counteract the work part. We'll see. I'm also hoping it's warm. I'm done with winter, take it away.
I do realize that this entry has been brought to by only a few brain cells but I really don't care. I'm tired and thinking at half capacity but bed time is approaching. Thank goodness.
Last thing: www.pandora.com
Check it out. I'm obsessed. I'm musically challenged in terms of branching out and for remembering what I like and what I don't like. I rarely push it, but this breaks you in gently. I'm diversifying my tastes. Be proud.
SWEET DREAMS