My Route 66 indoor biking medal arrived in the mail yesterday.
It’s a good thing I qualified for tomorrow’s Valentine 5K earlier
in the month, because another rain storm is predicted for today and tomorrow.
In addition to which, there is no way I currently have energy enough for a 3.12
Evidently, I wasn’t as fully recovered from the Energy Vampires
as I originally thought when I awoke yesterday because, after that post, I quickly found myself still moving slower than usual, breathing hard still and it took me until 12:30 to pull myself together and get out to manage a trip to Starbucks, then Walmart to pick up a frame for Michonne and a just released Madea Boo Halloween DVD.
I was burned out and had to dispense with the next item on my todo list -- the market.
Instead of groceries, I headed home and, after checking mail, lay
flat on the couch again.
In the morning, before heading out, I had a phone conversation
with the Activity Director.
Refraining from reporting the seniors had sucked the life out of
me, I filled her in on what worked, what did not work, who was offended, what
they were offended by, etc.
She’s going to issue an attachment to the March Activity
Calendar explaining what the sign-in sheet is for… that the program requires
verification she’s doing her job and pizzas are going to residents not
She’s going to work on getting three others to police the event
on a rotating basis, but said it will “take some time”.
You bet it will take some time. I’ll be very surprised if she
can round up even one other.
Activity Director is also going to pay a visit to the guy who
had a pizza snatched from his hands, apologize for what happened to him and
invite him to come back. If he knows who the woman is, she’s going to have a
talk with her as well, telling her behavior like that will get her banned from
the Community Room.
You go girl!
I like this Activity Director. She’s made some dumb mistakes –
mainly because she didn’t know a thing about event planning, but she’s learning
and I like her, otherwise I’d not be putting myself out there for her.
The storm hasn’t hit us yet so, on tap for today is another try at the
market before this morning’s energy peters out. Hope I don't run into any Girl Scouts because I'm too weak now to say no -- when energy is low like this, I always turn to sugar.