It’s Monday again, and I’m heading into the week already tired. I have an upcoming event at the museum, and let’s just say the required food contractor has been the bane of my existence lately. I’ve done everything I can to get them to confirm the order, but so far, nothing. They only acknowledged it after I physically went to their office to demand answers. I’m hoping that today my bosses will let me cancel the order and go elsewhere. At this point, I’d gladly take a sandwich tray from just about anyone else—especially since the two places I have in mind would likely produce far better food anyway.
As if that weren’t enough, one of my speakers had to cancel because of the government shutdown. Thankfully, there were supposed to be two speakers, so at least I still have one. Now all I need is the food to feed the audience—no small feat when bureaucracy gets involved.
All of this has been more stressful than it should be. I like to plan things well in advance and make sure everything runs smoothly (knock on wood). Usually it does, but this one has been keeping me up at night. I went to bed early last night, but woke up around midnight worrying about it all, and it was after 2 a.m. before I finally fell back asleep. Isabella decided that 4:30 a.m. was the perfect time for breakfast, so I opened my eyes to find her sitting next to me, staring at me like I’d broken some sacred promise.
I’ve got two meetings at work today, and I’m honestly not sure how long I’ll make it. When I woke up in the middle of the night, I had a migraine, and it’s still lingering this morning. If it doesn’t ease up after my first meeting, I may wave the white flag and head home. I really do need to attend that first meeting—let’s just say there are complicated reasons—but it’s one more thing to juggle on top of everything else.
At this point, I’m reminding myself that the semester will slow down after mid-November. If I can just survive the next six weeks, maybe I can finally catch my breath.
Here’s to hoping the food order gets sorted, the migraine fades, and the day goes better than expected. And if not—well, at least there’s coffee.
Wishing you all a smoother start to your week than mine.
"the government shutdown" in France too since this morning!
ReplyDeleteDon’t sweat the small stuff.
ReplyDeleteIt’s too bad Vermont doesn’t have the fall coloring that Maine has. Ours is at peak right now.
ReplyDeleteIs your boss forcing you to use this food service company to make your life difficult? This might be part of her devious plan.
ReplyDeleteThe university's contract with this company is what forces us to use them. We can only go to an outside source, if they cannot supply it. My boss is hoping they will mess up, so we have an excuse to use local businesses. The university uses this group because they are a nationwide company and are cheap, which is evident with their food. It used to be better, but a lot of staff have quit or moved to another location.
DeleteOk, probably Compass
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