Uh oh. The fuzzy wine warms me...
Er. What I mean is this: I intended to be fantasically productive on Finance homework today. However, yesterday's fantastically productive day lasted until about 4:30/5am until I gave in to the idea of not finishing a whole week's worth of work in one day. Good thing I waited to submit the deliverable and asked for help from a classmate, because he gave me a tip that probably wholly saved my credit on that submission....and his email was only about 2 sentences long. Phew.
Anyway. 10:30am started my day with a phone call from my ex-coworker, Shannon, who graciously submitted auction items and was calling me back to coordinate connection with her winners. I was SO LOOPY from lack of sleep...I hope I didn't put her off. We seem to be good on the information/coordination front, now.
I had some coffee and immediately plunged into sending emails of questions to the two people who want to walk or run an event (that was my personal auction item submission this year). I am frankly proud of my planning abilities on this one and still hope to close the loop on Libba's purchase of my organizational services from last year. Note to self: don't offer to sell services that are someone else's strengths...sell your own (organizing is Jess' passion, not mine...I don't know how I confused the two last year): the sale will feel like more fun and less drudgery that way.
Then, a second ex-coworker called me about having coffee for the week after next. I had previously been overly honest with him on email about being flattered, intimidated and overwhelmed by his offer to work together on a sustainability project. I could have left the intimidated part out, but I would rather be honest than put up a front of being someone I am not. The conversation was comforting. I hope our coffee date will prove fruitful or at least entertaining. He is good friends with Alex Steffen, who I consider to be a big wig in the sustainability world. Davidya (my ex-coworker) is also kind and very approachable, in my experience. But back to my day today...
THEN, someone at school posted randomly on Facebook about needing a room to rent. Sheesh. Talk about a universal kick in the butt. I've been reasoning with myself to put off advertising my room until next month...because who in their right mind is looking for a room to rent in mid-January or Feb 1 now? Sigh. Seizing the opportunity to respond to him garnered not only my Facebook post/advertisement that caught the interest of two other people....I also sent private messages to popular and/or people who I knew were looking for places to live. Strategy is key, baby!
And then...it became 5pm before I realized that I needed food and hadn't even finished Finance homework from the night before, let alone started a new week of catching up on Finance homework.
Now, it is 7:30pm. I've posted a new daily meme advertising BGI Night Live. I made up a recipe of tomato soup with pesto, pasta and edamame. I took a picture of it for future Iron Shawna material on Tumblr, vlog or blog (haven't decided which, yet). I've decided to let my test batches of lavender and rosemary essential oils sit for at least another day (these are made only with the respective herbs and vodka...no actual oil, because I'm scared of working with oils after Jess' tragedy). I've finished and submitted last night's-week-worth-of-Finance-homework. I've sent an honest and hopefully NVC-worded response to my roommate about how unsupported and judged I've felt by her...yet appreciative of her latest support and communication (she offered to take out garbage, feed my cats and boost my signal to rent the space she is vacating). I've posted an update to Jess' journal encouraging visitors and messages for her birthday on Sunday. I've opened a bottle of pinto noir. I've set up a reading summary deliverable for a new week's-worth-of-Finance-homework. I've consumed half of the pinot noir bottle. And...I just now realized that I haven't been happy in a REALLY. LONG. TIME. Oops. There goes my buzz.
Quick! Pour more wine! Finish another deliverable to feel productive (is that possible with alcohol?) This brings me back to the fuzzy wine warming me. Onward and upward...