Thursday I got up an hour early to make my list. My schedule was tight and it needed to be mapped out perfectly.
- 8:00 -9:00 Standing nail appointment. Arrive ten minutes early so to be finished early
- 9:20 pick up cookies for the bus load of women coming at 11:30
- 9:30 - 9:55 Help finish cleaning the store and prepare for the twenty women coming for Bernina Club
- 10:00 - 11:30 Bernina Club. Stay on time to get them finished up (without rushing them) before the bus gets there.
- 11:30 - 12:30 Host twenty five happy, shopping, traveling quilters on the way to Road to California
- 12:30 - 1:30 Clean up after Bernina Club and forementioned shopping frenzy
- 1:30 - 3:45 Pay bills, post office, bank and all the stuff I do on a daily basis
- 4:00 Standing hair appointment
Doable, tight but doable.
Lets be real here friends. I have this Type A Personality and when things are this tightly scheduled and don't go exactly as planned I've been known to, em... lose it.
Here's how my day went in reality:
- I was ten minutes early for my nails but my manicurist was ten minutes late. I could feel my blood pressure rising as I waited. I politely let her know I was on a tight schedule and bless her heart she made up some for lost time. However as I grabbed my handbag to rush out the door I messed up two blankadeeblank nails and had to have a redo.
- Arrived at the bakery at 9:30 to be told the cookies weren't ready and that I would have to come back in 30 or 40 minutes (By this time I was on that dreaded road to no place good).
- Got to work to prepare for Bernina Club and got a call that one of my employees was ill and couldn't make it.
- Happy customers were beginning to congregate outside and patiently watched as we ignored them and continued to scurry about trying to get everything ready.
By this time my panties were in such a bunch! But then:
- We opened the doors to welcome the most wonderful friends who love our store and their sewing machines. They were all eager to show what they had completed since our last get together. They encouraged one another and celebrated when someone else won the coveted door prize they each had so hoped to win. Many of them had arranged busy schedules and driven long distances to be there (and I was acting like a ditz).
- The bakery delivered my cookie order along with an apologetic slice of cake and an iced tea.
- One of my employees offered to come in to fill in for the sick helper and my staff couldn't have been more wonderful and gracious (unlike their not-so-fearless leader).
- The bus full of quilters were so complimentary and appreciative of our hospitality and couldn't wait to return.
Long story short, the day turned out just fine. Wonderful in fact, despite my crappy attitude. If there is a moral to this story I guess it would be, don't sweat the small stuff. Everything will turn out just fine despite the bumps along the way. It's the people in our lives that makes the journey worthwhile.
Sometimes I just need a chill pill.
Encourage one another,
Hey, if you love to make lists you might like Teuxdeux. Just be prepared for the inevitable changes in plans! = ) Happy rainy weekend!
