I am meeting a stranger for coffee this morning at 7. I have a case of nerves about this. I don’t want to have to be charming at 7 a.m.! But I have only myself to blame, because I picked the time and place.
Then at 10:30, a meeting to discuss my supposedly up-coming promotion at work. With my boss, his boss, and her boss. They need me a lot more than I need them. I have never had this attitude before, but then again, I have never had the ability to retire if I felt like it before. I have also probably never been so uniquely qualified to do something that they urgently need to get done. Nor ever so neutral about getting a new responsibility. I would like the 5% increase in pay, but I am not going to like so much to have another .5 FTE added to my already 1 FTE. We’ll see what happens.
I do know one thing for sure: If I don’t get into the bathtub right now, I am going to start my day running late. And that is a bad way to start it.
Ora Pro Nobis.