I’m not really a Monday kind of girl, but today wasn’t so bad. Any day I get to spend thirty minutes gloating about my upcoming five day weekend (I think at five days, a weekend ceases to be a weekend.) and generally being social is a good day. In my defense, though, Monday mornings are for catching up, and my impending vacation to Indiana (officially the lamest vacation spot ever) is well-deserved.
My morning was spent managing my e-mail and two other projects. I got a precious e-mail from one of my applicants asking me for reassurance that this was the right choice. I so strongly identified with what this sweet girl is going through that I couldn’t be anything less than completely sincere and genuine in my response, no matter how disgustingly sappy my words sounded. I don’t know how anything gets cheesier than “I’m a firm believer in a few things: that nothing is put on your heart without good reason, that God will work everything out, and that the reward is only as great as the risk you take.” But I do believe those things, and I am so hopeful that my little one will see that. I told Coworker C that I will throw a freaking party if this girl commits. AND I WILL.
Speaking of coworkers, I went to check my inbox this afternoon and to visit with our administrative assistants. I was greeted with, “I’m following you now!” by one of them. It took me a second to realize she meant on Twitter, but I was so creeped out when she said it. Twitter, there has got to be a better way to say that. Am I the only one who things “follow” is a little too stalkertastic?
Anyway, everything was fabulous and fun and going well until all the fabulousness was interrupted by a crazy parent by proxy of a coworker. Apparently, this mother is quite demanding and driving everyone nutso about her son’s scholarship offers. I’m pretty sure she wants her son to have his college completely paid for, which … no. I wanted to put my foot down and say there was nothing I could do, but I opted for “I’ll see what I can do” instead. Having a screaming fit, stomping my feet, and becoming more and more convinced that this woman is trying to ruin my life were the things I should have chosen to do. Instead, I chose to be proactive and try to make this woman happy. I’m still pretty sure she’s trying to ruin my life, which is unfortunate because her son? Is awesome.
Although this woman may not be of the Lord, she did stress me out so much in my last thirty minutes of work that I did, in fact, go for a little run after work. And the cold weather was actually a perfect temperature for running outside because I was not even the tiniest bit sweaty when I finished. Success!
I guess every cloud does have a silver lining.
