Journal

After dropping several f-bombs this morning following a frustrating phone call, I sent out this plea for help to school staff this morning,

Good morning Everyone!Want to catch up with an old friend? Want to drink coffee and eat all the homemade brownies you can stuff in your mouth? Want to entertain a really cute baby? Then volunteer to work with me at tonight’s Book Fair!!!!!! *WhoooHoooooo*!!!Okay, Okay….now for the serious plea. I got a call this morning from the woman who was supposed to work with me tonight. She can’t make it until after 7:00 at the earliest because she had forgotten about her parents’ 40th Anniversary Party being tonight. Soooo….I’m on my own. And I have to bring Alex because Bill is working late tonight. If any of you are available (I know it’s short notice and definitely not on anyone’s “fun thing to do” list) I would really appreciate having a partner to help out. I will bring the Dunkin Donuts coffee and homemade brownies! Please e-mail me ASAP if you are willing and able. The Fair runs from 6:00-8:00 tonight. Thanks a bunch!XO DanielleP.S. Bob….I will be over sometime this afternoon to check things out and get the lowdown on how to run this thing.

and within 2 minutes, Suzanne B. sent her reply.

I can help. I can probably even bring an 18 year old that would love to entertain a really cute baby.Suzanne

Just when I swear I will never volunteer for anything else again, someone comes along and saves me by volunteering……. I will continue to volunteer because I want to be more like her than like the other one. I will just volunteer very selectively. Pay it forward.

So you know that half hour thing? Didn’t work today. Long visit with my Mom-in-law, and lots of time hanging out on the floor with my son. All good, but no writing, no yoga. And still no danged rejection letter from Levine Books! The wait is torture!

So I’m thinking…how about this for an idea…

Little girl thinks she can’t do anything right cause Mom is on her case for all the little things…(hmm…sound familiar? They say to write about what you know.) Well, then the viewpoint shifts to Mom, who is always noticing the good things, but girl doesn’t see it….that doesn’t seem right somehow.

Maybe what’s coming out of Mom’s mouth and what little girl hears are different due to perspective. A lesson book in listening to each other?? Hearing what’s actually being said instead of hearing what you assume will be said? Could be interesting if I could pull it off.