Necessary Mutilation

Weight: 196.1 lbs.

I am as tired as can possibly be this morning, and for some reason feel as if I haven’t slept in weeks. I had to get up extra early and drive the van which is already loaded up with garage sale cast-offs, to Kathy and Joe’s house where the big sale will be held tomorrow. I am due over early and for an all day pricing and organizing fest, and tomorrow, I am helping with the sale itself. No doubt I will also help by purchasing a lot of other people’s crap, and reload the van enroute back to our house. This too will be helpful to the cause, I am sure!

Unfortunately, as much as I am eager to help and like to do such things, I am soooo tired today that I fear how helpful I will really be if I don’t pick up some speed…which I feel I need to do both literally and figuratively today!!

Last night was the Compeer banquet, where I think I expended my emotional energy a little too much, and between this and the late night phone call with (another) troubled friend, I feel depleted emotionally as much as physically.

Yesterday at work however, it turned out to be an unusually light day for an unusual reason. It seems that our President (not of Aspire, but of the United States!) decided to lunch at a Chicken Wing establishment a mile or two from our building, which closed off all routes in and out of our place for a chunk of the early afternoon. Coinciding exactly with when I had the most clients scheduled, including an “intake” (new client) who was due in from the southtowns, and whose staff was grateful I called with a heads up, so they too didn’t get caught up in road closures and roadblocks and police redirecting, like the others who tried to get to our site did. One staff with a client in tow, called from her cell half way into the client’s scheduled session time with me, to say that they had been trapped on the expressway and such for an hour, and were being blocked from all attempts to exit anywhere near us, and her GPS was having a heart attack. Needless to say they were throwing in the towel at trying to keep the appointment. My intake decided to can it as well.

We have to document any reason that an appointment is not kept, by writing why on a few different forms. It certainly was a first that “Presidential calvalcade” was the cause!!

Later, an e-mail from an Aspire employee who apparently just hapeened to be lunching at Duff’s with a client, came in. She described how the president approached them and shook their hands, and asked her about Aspire as she was wearing her badge. She said that she took pics that she will hopefully post to e mail later, and was so stunned and overwhelmed she cried like a baby. Pretty cool for happening to be lunching out, don’t you think?!

And I’m trying not to joke about it paying to eat poorly after all, or something.   LOL!