Things Go Unsaid

I am busier than I'd like to be. Like to the point of not having time to eat kind of busy. Why do I take on side gigs?! Didn't I learn that it burns me out? I tried to work two jobs- teaching self-defense and doing my regular 9-5 gig and I just about lost my mind. These days, sanity is a rare commodity.

I've been coordinating a holiday party for a church I sometimes attend. It's a paid gig but trying to make a holiday party not appear too Christmas-y can be tough for a girl who grew up Catholic. The decor will have red and silver and tasteful tiny trees (sans ornaments). It is meant to be more "earthy" than "holiday" but we shall see if my choices perturb anyone.

Speaking of perturbed. . .Apparently either Jules or myself are in trouble for blogging about work. I thought I was being careful enough without naming names or giving exact details but somebody got an earful about us bloggers and, in response, I took down my most recent posts in regards to work. You know how I promote decorum- guess I should practice what I preach. It does beg the question: Is nothing sacred? I can't even "anonymously" blog about my most frustrating experiences. That really chaps my hide.

After tonight's party, I will be spending the weekend enjoying some free time. And by free I mean, hanging out with my Mom and going to the movies with Hummingbird and helping Supple get a new look (she has foolishly asked me to give her a make over). At least it is fun things that will fill my time. In between I will start preparations for the Friendship Feast. More on that next week. I can't give all my surprises away now can I?