Out of Chaos Comes Order

Ah, the sweet joy of organizing. There is nothing quite like it in all of the earth. :)

Tonight, I bought a filing cabinet. Something in which to house my files. Nothing fancy, but oh so refreshing to get all of that JUNK out of the way and tucked very neatly into little color-coded file folders. ::giggle::

A giddy rush comes over me as I sort, glean and file. Don't ask - there are some things in this universe that aren't meant to be explained. Didn't your mother ever tell you that??

Today was a good day. The campaign brochure for my big corporate support campaign is ready and the first mailing will begin tomorrow. I am so excited! I think it will be a tremendous success; I just hope that I am as right as I think I will be. Nothing like this has ever been tried before and I think it is high time. I just can't believe I have this great job where my experience is respected enough to place that level of confidence in my abilities. ::teeter:: Don't get me wrong; I'm terribly nervous and, as is typical of my dysfunctional personality, terrified of failure. But, I really think that we have a good "product" and I have developed a good vehicle to deliver it to patrons. So, it evens out.

Ok, enough about work. I know you came to hear about a local art teacher who I enjoy looking at when he comes to the Center with his students. I would love it if he would ask me to coffee, but I am done taking the initiative with men. I've had my hand properly slapped and have been reminded that he should pursue me and NOT the other way around. So, I'll just keep about the business of making the Center lots of money and see what turns up. ::grin::

::yawn:: Well, my darling friends, you were right about me. I always write at night when I am the sleepiest. So, I'll sign off for the night. Wishing you the nicest of dreams.

night, night