Reprise
I almost lost it yesterday.
There really are days when you can surprise even yourself, when pushed to the limit. In any case, ever since Feb rolled in, I've been constantly finding ways to keep my energy reserves up.
I cannot believe how short Feb is, and yet there is still a long way to go with events. That, and teaching classes at the same time. What kind of instructor have I become? I'm part assistant, part coordinator, part welcoming party for VIPs. WOW! Not that I do not enjoy this responsibility, but there is only so much that I can juggle at a time.
I like to think that I'm a person of extremely long patience. Friends have commented on and affirmed this idea for me. To hear me saying things like, "What if I just disappear?" with a knowing grin is enough of a sign for those who have known me long enough that all is not well. Unfortunately, being passive-aggressive rarely gets things done, and at the end of the day I still show up anyway. Like in that parable about two sons, I'm the son who grumbles but does whatever was asked anyway (I'd prefer not to grumble if I can help it though).
Strangely enough, our contact from the affiliate company (for yesterday's event) said, "Sorry, but aren't instructors supposed to be doing... not much?" My relief in all the preparations was that he was at least a very pleasant person to work with, and was very energetic for someone who was older than me. He was helping me roll up the ribbons and prepare the tables for the catering services when he asked this. I just smiled and said, "Oh, in my case, that is not true at all. I'm an all-around instructor, I think. I'm everywhere."
Somehow, he understood what I meant and just laughed. We went on talking about other things.
Last night I dreamt that I had forged alliances with the --- Embassy. I was accompanying four guys in suits and I was touring them around the school. In the end, they said that they would like to be our partners in the future in projects and other events. I woke up feeling tired again, but feeling fulfilled.
I also woke up to the reality that there are papers waiting to be checked on my desk... and that I have not sat at my desk in the past two days, and that I have forgotten what has even been on my desk since Monday.
These are growing pains. Cramps, bruises and stings. In the end, I emerge stronger. I believe that. I can honestly say that today I am not the person I was last Monday.
Growth is always a good thing.
There really are days when you can surprise even yourself, when pushed to the limit. In any case, ever since Feb rolled in, I've been constantly finding ways to keep my energy reserves up.
I cannot believe how short Feb is, and yet there is still a long way to go with events. That, and teaching classes at the same time. What kind of instructor have I become? I'm part assistant, part coordinator, part welcoming party for VIPs. WOW! Not that I do not enjoy this responsibility, but there is only so much that I can juggle at a time.
I like to think that I'm a person of extremely long patience. Friends have commented on and affirmed this idea for me. To hear me saying things like, "What if I just disappear?" with a knowing grin is enough of a sign for those who have known me long enough that all is not well. Unfortunately, being passive-aggressive rarely gets things done, and at the end of the day I still show up anyway. Like in that parable about two sons, I'm the son who grumbles but does whatever was asked anyway (I'd prefer not to grumble if I can help it though).
Strangely enough, our contact from the affiliate company (for yesterday's event) said, "Sorry, but aren't instructors supposed to be doing... not much?" My relief in all the preparations was that he was at least a very pleasant person to work with, and was very energetic for someone who was older than me. He was helping me roll up the ribbons and prepare the tables for the catering services when he asked this. I just smiled and said, "Oh, in my case, that is not true at all. I'm an all-around instructor, I think. I'm everywhere."
Somehow, he understood what I meant and just laughed. We went on talking about other things.
Last night I dreamt that I had forged alliances with the --- Embassy. I was accompanying four guys in suits and I was touring them around the school. In the end, they said that they would like to be our partners in the future in projects and other events. I woke up feeling tired again, but feeling fulfilled.
I also woke up to the reality that there are papers waiting to be checked on my desk... and that I have not sat at my desk in the past two days, and that I have forgotten what has even been on my desk since Monday.
These are growing pains. Cramps, bruises and stings. In the end, I emerge stronger. I believe that. I can honestly say that today I am not the person I was last Monday.
Growth is always a good thing.