Do you ever have those moments where you’ve realized you stretched yourself so thin, you just want to scream and crawl in a hole until it’s all over? Because that’s my life right now. I’m complaining, but I’m not. Because while it’s stressful I know I signed myself up for all of this for a reason – because I wanted to do it.
I just got an email from a friend at church asking if I was organizing the Egg Dying for this year (as it’s a young adult league tradition, and I’m in charge of YAL this year). I totally forgot about it and this morning I was calling and emailing like 40 different people trying to make sure we had everything together before Saturday. So far, it’s all worked out.
I’m also doing about 60 things (okay, that’s a lie. Like 3) for my sorority/our alumnae chapter. And again, I’m not complaining. Because I like doing all of it. It just seems to all get busy at the same exact time. Being Academic Advisor, I’m starting to get into panic mode with finals coming up – is my chapter going to make their goal GPA? How many girls will be on academic probation? Will we qualify for awards at convention and if we don’t… is it solely because of our GPA? How do we make the program better? How do we work with Panhellenic? Yeah, it’s a lot.
Then I start to
worry think about all of the ways we can improve the marketing/promotion of the Think Pink Luncheon for next year, since I’m in charge of that. And oh yeah, I signed up to say I’m interested in being Webmaster for our alumnae chapter – and the work isn’t hard, I’m good with websites/the Internet. But I just have a list of things I want to do/change/improve upon. And I start to feel like that chicken with a missing head.
Honestly, I need a new planner to keep track of it all. I have a small pocket one that’s just monthly and long wallet sized and it works well for me to see the overall day, but I need to be able to write everything out. I always do this.. I always think I don’t need a planner until it’s like mid-year and now I can’t find one to save my life – or I can, but I have 3 months worth of extra pages just hanging around. Or they’re insanely expensive, like the beautiful Erin Condren ones are. And I need a planner now, so I can’t buy the ones that start in July. Yes, I know. Just use your phone. Which I also do. Because honestly if it isn’t written in 16 places I forget to go to/do something.
Sigh. Anyways, I just needed to spill my thoughts out into an endless stream of crazy. OH! And don’t forget about work. That’s an entire series within itself.