Hello to new reader aamcnamara!
A lot of activity and walkinging around with a heavy pack Saturday-Monday, and I'm feeling it. Having a hard-to-lift-the-coffeepot day, which I must overcome to get to Diesel because I need social time.
I need to sit down and sort the checks (thank you, browngirl, I got yours!), PayPal, and TipJoy, so I can figure out how much she still needs. And send a check ove to Explo, because I get twitchy having the money in our account.
I need to make the spreadsheet today and figure out which items have no or very few tickets in 'em so I can pimp those harder. "You stand a good chance of winning $ITEM!"
I need to e-mail all of the people who PayPalled but didn't tell me what they wanted their tickets to go towards.
I need a day off.
For serious. The conference this weekend was tremendously useful, but exhausting. So was yesterday.
* I get to pioneer something brand new tomorrow! A mediated discussion group about the Clothesline Project. My volunteer coordinator said I'm the perfect person for this, because I come off as really approachable and engaging, and I'm good at picking out strands of subtext and saying "Well, okay, let's talk about that." I blushed.
* I was going to say "every so often you get these moments, these conversations, that validate everything you're doing as a rape crisis counselor. Because this is hard freakin' work. But every so often - you make an impact.
And I was going to say that. But y'know, I get those moments a lot, not just every so often. This may be what keeps us all going - the constant validation. Every workshop, every tabling, every speech - we change lives, and you can *see it happen*, and it's awesome.
My moment of validation last night = a fellow volunteer came to me and my coordinator to disclose something difficult. And I am honored that she trusted me that much, and happy that we were able to help and get her re-grounded, and happy that my coordinator e-mailed me thanks for being there, with really effusive compliments. Made me blush, that did.
It made me all mushy, you guys. And. I'm really glad that I can do what I can do. (Just wish I could find a paying job like this!)
She used a very dark red, reasoning that the sun would lighten it soon. Well, okay, sun. I'm ready. Because I can't see any damn red. This vexes me.
Make something based on my story! Or anyone's story.
* Zen Habits poster
* Spooky's skydive.
* Trade tokens. Love these. On that note, Time Trade Circle. Hm.
* Sihaya designs update! Remember, you can put raffle tickets towards a $20 gift certificate to Sihaya Designs!
The evolution of the penis.
Another doctor, but I may reschedule this one so I have most of a day to work on fundraisey stuff and therefore *some* of the day to myself... it's been a long time since I got any downtime, and I really desperately need it.