What Do You Do All Day?
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Wednesday, February 23, 2011
Aftermath
This is one of those days when I mean well, but the aftermath of a busy day just kicks my brain into stall mode and I sputter out. Despite a cancelled meeting this morning (my favorite kind!), and some unexpected time for work, I just look around at all the things I need to do, realize how many of them I'm seriously behind on or about to fall behind on, and have no idea where to pick up and start.I also just read yet another piece about the big Huffington Post sale to AOL, in which a journalist laments the dying profession and the pitiful would-be journalists who earnestly ply their trade for the HuffPo and other organizations with ever-fading hopes of compensation, and I am even more depressed than ever about my ability to ever again be paid for what I do. This is probably common for all "full-time volunteers," (and, increasingly, most writers) at least from time to time, but it's really starting to put a dent in my self esteem. Not feeling particularly good about any of it today.Sputters- Got house picked up for cleaning person- Made it to 8:30 budget committee meeting at the neighborhood school, but found it cancelled for lack of a quorum. Spent a while chatting with an administrator, parent and teacher about some behind-the-scenes issues (probably learned more from that chat than I would have from the meeting), then updated the librarian on book fair plans.- Came home and downloaded a bunch of materials for the book fair.- Caught up on a bit of e-mail.- Posted monthly pictures to Flickr
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