It's Saturday - how I love Saturday's. The change of pace is wonderful, even if I am still busy. It's been a day of domesticity, which leaves little to speak about. Washing, folding and ironing clothes, cleaning rooms, and stocking the cupboards makes pretty boring reading. But if you don't get to do it very often it's wonderful to have things in order again. The garden is finally looking more presentable, and while it's not weed free, they are now at least at ground level. I have to start studying again next week, but that is not until Monday!
I'm caught between a rock and a hard place. She tells you that she is doing all that I did and needs more work. I didn't have enough hours in the day. I wasn't slack, so either she is superwoman or there are things that I did that she isn't doing. If I go looking for them and point them out then it looks like sour grapes. If I don't, then I look incompetent and lazy. It's times like this when I want to turn over, pull the covers over my head and stay in bed - forever.
What was I thinking yesterday? It was Remembrance Day. Thousands of soldiers gave their lives so I can live in peace and freedom today and what did I write about? I complained about a co-worker and the lack of common sense that seems to be prevalent today. How incredibly selfish and narrow minded! I guess we all get caught up in the day to day issues so much that we forget to stop and see the bigger picture some times. It is good to take stock and remind ourselves that we are little fish in a very big pond.
A week to go to dress rehearsal and finally things are starting to fall into place. After explaining my reasoning behind my decisions the cast are starting to understand there's more to this than is apparent at first. They look with a dawning understanding as I take them through the intricacies of all the things that need to be taken into consideration and are finally realising the complexities of putting together a two and a half hour show. They are starting to cooperate and pull together and I'm starting to breathe a sigh of relief. Finally, we are getting there!
A change of pace was just what the doctor ordered (so to speak). I spent the morning studying and the afternoon sitting a psychometric test. I've agreed to volunteer for the state emergency services help lines during disaster periods, but they require a psychometric test to ensure that you are suitable. As a psych student who has read about but never experienced the 16PF it was quite fascinating. I'll be interested in the results. As I was in the city I took the opportunity to do a little sight seeing and then went to the movies. A very pleasant day.
My talk in church today went really well. I talked about how music needs to come from your heart, not your mind, especially when its a form of worship. If it comes from your mind, then you're not concentrating on God, you're concentrating on a performance and I don't think that is what music in church should be about. Then I did a final rehearsal with the band. It went really well. I think I can do this! One of the guitarists is a lovely man who is really encouraging. I'm really grateful for his feed back and support.