There are good things and bad things about getting one's work email at home. Here's the bad thing.
I'm trying to get dressed and out the door this morning, and I've already had two "I know you're busy but I really really need you to..." emails from parishoners. And both are totally legitimate requests, which would enhance our ministry, and neither of them is even vaguely possible given how behind I am this week.
I'm really struggling with this right now. My energy level isn't where it could be because I'm so busy beating myself up over not being able to get everything done, and I really need to get off that train so I can be more productive and plow through all this stuff. It's also just been a frustrating week, with an extra-long staff meeting on Monday (ok, that was partially my fault, but I can still resent the loss of time), and dealing with getting my car fixed, and a much-needed hair appointment yesterday (it was too late to cancel by the time I realized how ill-advised it was, and hey, no more roots) and a partial network outage which took up a bunch of time on Monday because I'm the only person who doesn't fear the computers. I'm not sure how or if I fixed it, but the network came back up after I messed with the router and it was a good thing. My Indian name this week is Messes with Routers. Of course, I lost some work when the net conked, since the document was on the file server. Yes, I know, Jesus saves, but I guess I'd been up and down from my desk so often I hadn't done it in a while. PageMaker doesn't like that. And, yeah, I suppose if PageMaker jumped off a bridge, I would too.
Whine whine whine. Screwtape must be pleased.
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