OMG, am I already falling this far behind? It took me an hour to go through my friends view and get back to the last post I actually saw.
It's auction week, and as usual we're down to the wire with our work, the PowerPoint presentation, the script and the auctioneer's cards. Add personnel reviews, Nominating Committee interviews and the dreaded office move, and it adds up to my life right now. I did get two huge boxes of stuff here at home ready for the shredder . . . receipts and check stubs for a couple decades. And we took two loads to the Goodwill yesterday, too. Plus we sat with Sue while she had her ultra-sound, after her second mammogram showed a growth in her breast. The final decision was: cyst.
I tried to read, but I couldn't get my mind off the women who kept coming in and out in the 'colorful' tunics they wear for the exams. The Japanese woman who needed a translator and the one who was there when we came in and when we left remain in my thoughts. Both looked frightened and powerless, like we're all pretty much powerless against cancer.
But then I had a meeting tonight with Gail, who apologized for being red in the face after yesterday's chemo. She's survived with ovarian cancer for almost a decade. Maybe we're not all that powerless.
Charlie is doing *all the work* at our Public Enemies community, which is less of a community than a depository for info. I have things I want to post there, but I just haven't gotten around to it (much less finishing my follow-ups to 'Jayee' or 'Stubborn' . . .)
So, in other words, everything's normal here.
And you? I can barely imagine what it's like to be YOU. And do all that you do. What the hell would the festival do without you? You make it seem so easy that few have any clue!
It's crazy right now. I'm trying to imagine doing NaNo with all this going on...
Glad you did the financial papers! That rocked. We're on our way about cleaning up around here. (And at work, too.)
Yesterday with Sue was surreal. I felt so connected and concerned for all those women. It made me feel awful and humble. (sigh)
I hope Sue is okay. I pray Sue is okay. I'm glad you're paying for her to go to the Auction. You're amazing -- and I mean that.
I've slacked at the community! But I'll be better next week. (fingers crossed)
The big 'C' really sets things true. The little things are very small.
Thank goodness your sister only had a cyst.
I've heard you speak of the auction before. Why do you have it? Is it for earning money for the 'rose events'? What kind of things do you sell? And if you don't have time to answer these questions, I understand. I can't imagine having so much to do.
Over the years Marilyn and I have purchased many items, including trips and art and so on...
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Tell me about falling behind with the flist, it happens. :)