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Friday, May 20, 2005

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Here's a scary set of words: Office Cleanup Day.

We had one today, because, well, it was needed, but also because St. Ned's is hosting a Worship and Technology conference for the national church next week, and it would be best if we didn't have piles of random stuff everywhere. The office is sort of a crossroads; stuff gets left for people, maybe it gets picked up, maybe it doesn't. Maybe a box of Godly Play supplies never gets unpacked until, say eight months after it arrived. It's that kind of place.

So, I can see the top of my desk again, which is moderately exciting. And wooden.

I'm feeling a bit frazzled here lately; mostly I'm just really acutely aware of the fact that my desk is in a big open area, which means pretty much constant environmental stimulation. I'm reasonably skilled at selective attention, but sometimes I just want to see if there's a nice cave I can move to.

A few weeks ago I had to physically leave the office to keep from just bursting into tears. The phone wouldn't stop ringing, there were children running through the office and yelling and climbing on things, someone was having computer issues and needed my help, and meanwhile I was trying to do fifteen or so projects at once. Which, yes, all of these things are part of my job and I have no right to whine, but that was just more than I could take at that moment. Seriously, I think Jesus would have escaped to the deli with me.

Tomorrow, a bunch of us are going up to the city for the Diocese of California's ministry conference, where we'll be presenting an exciting workshop on technology and parish life, or as I call it Computers On Ice! because everything is funnier when you add On Ice! to the end. Try it. I'm doing the part about how to use them internets to make your life easier. I am trying to remain chipper in the face of the fact that exactly six people have registered for our session. They will outnumber us only slightly. I know we'll get walk-ins, though. Maybe we should have just billed it as Worshipping Technology, and then I could have gotten everyone to paint icons of St. Steve Jobs or something. For he doth giveth us our iPods...

Not that any of this really matters, of course, for tomorrow night is the most magical of all nights, Zombiefest. There will be another cake.

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