Dear Readers who have been wondering about Dirty Catholic's two month silence,
It was sometime around the last post that I showed up to a staff meeting and when asked, "How are you?" I very professionally began to sob uncontrollably.
Sometimes I'm not so good at figuring out when I'm over-extended.
Apparently I thought the equation Full-time job + part time church job + Christmas Pageant director + Nanny + Posting Daily = Totally Fine, when in fact it actually equaled "Out of my freaking mind," but live and learn. Next time I'll hire an accountant to schedule my calendar.
Since my inappropriate crying session, I've adjusted a few things in my life. The biggest adjustment was quitting my corporate-ish job, the place where Jesus doesn't work. I was turning down great opportunities at the church just to have enough time get my office job done, and I was doing both jobs poorly. Plus, it didn't help that the office job recently hired someone who liked to end his emails with the endearing phrase, "This is an order!" As you might imagine, I don't respond well to orders. So I hired two replacements (the first one quit after one day) and now I am free.
And then I gave up television for Lent.
So now it's just you, me and Typepad all alone for the rest of Lent. Unless, of course, you gave up the internet for Lent in which case, get off the internet, you cheater! (You can catch up in Easter.)
It was sometime around the last post that I showed up to a staff meeting and when asked, "How are you?" I very professionally began to sob uncontrollably.
Sometimes I'm not so good at figuring out when I'm over-extended.
Apparently I thought the equation Full-time job + part time church job + Christmas Pageant director + Nanny + Posting Daily = Totally Fine, when in fact it actually equaled "Out of my freaking mind," but live and learn. Next time I'll hire an accountant to schedule my calendar.
Since my inappropriate crying session, I've adjusted a few things in my life. The biggest adjustment was quitting my corporate-ish job, the place where Jesus doesn't work. I was turning down great opportunities at the church just to have enough time get my office job done, and I was doing both jobs poorly. Plus, it didn't help that the office job recently hired someone who liked to end his emails with the endearing phrase, "This is an order!" As you might imagine, I don't respond well to orders. So I hired two replacements (the first one quit after one day) and now I am free.
And then I gave up television for Lent.
So now it's just you, me and Typepad all alone for the rest of Lent. Unless, of course, you gave up the internet for Lent in which case, get off the internet, you cheater! (You can catch up in Easter.)
See you soon,
DCPS- Are you happy now, Stella? ;)
hooray for the return of dirty catholicism because I gave up tv for lent, too, but not blogs!!
Posted by: becky | February 21, 2010 at 12:14 AM
Whooppeee!! A shout-out to Stella. I'll make sure she tunes in!
Posted by: MoMo | February 22, 2010 at 08:54 PM
Thrilled is more like it! Will spread the news!
Posted by: Stella | February 23, 2010 at 08:47 AM