Debbie Does Drivel

I called Rebecca today to tell her I'd see her later this week. My ElderHelp visits have been waning lately and I feel bad. I also feel very busy. It's difficult for me to think of all I have to do and not completely wig out and lose it. She must have sensed this. Or maybe I tell her how busy I am all the time... Either way, she is so calm about it that I feel like I'm over reacting to my schedule (which is, I admit, a distinct possibility).

She tells me often: people are always going to busy, it's how you react to that busyness that counts. Very zenlike and without accusation she suggests that work isn't really so worth it. I know! I know! She's right. She is. Yet it is hard when you go to the office everyday, and have certain expectations you must meet and still remain detached from that.

This week alone I have a 10-page newsletter to write (Monday); Jury Duty (Tuesday AM); appointment with an editor (Tuesday PM); day-long appointment with another editor (Wednesday); jobs needing to be done for various departments and more other crap shit I can't even go into because already my heart rate is rising just thinking about it.

Om.