Sheeee's Back!

I felt it click yesterday, plain as day. It was practically audible.

The worship service was over, our obligations to this group were finished as well. I dared to glance at the calendar: we have a full two weeks to prepare for the next two (overlapping) groups and the visit of the new director. Two weeks! What luxury! Click.

And thus crisis mode ends - not with a bang, but with a click. I made it through my Christmas depression; the dense January programming; the beginning of the semester abroad and all related troubleshooting; my mother's wedding; the Board Meeting from Hell and my subsequent breakdown; the awful, awful Plane Ride Back to a Place I Don't Want to Be; the contract negotiations with our lawyer and their lawyers and us stuck in the middle (a shoutout to John C. who remained wonderful throughout!); the desperate scramble to find volunteer help for the summer (which isn't over yet, but at least now I have advocates); and this last program, cheerfully dubbed the Comedy of Errors by all involved parties. It just kept getting curiouser and curiouser. And now it's OVER.

December? sucked. Except for a couple days of generous hospitality.
January? sucked. Except for the part that didn't.
February? also sucked. Except for the fun bits.

I am ready for March now. *waggles fingers invitingly* Come on March, show me what you've got. Only two programs and a pressure-filled visit? I fart in your general direction! I can do March with my eyes closed. I am no longer in Crisis Mode! Perhaps I can even muster up the enthusiasm to be nice to people again. We'll see.

But anyway, here I am again. I apologize for not commenting on any of your blogs lately. I was under this rock, see, and now I'm crawling out. Holy cow, the sun's bright here. Got any shades?