Tuesday, November 12, 2019
Missing a monthly meeting at Arts Westchester
Sometimes, I screw up things on my schedule and forget appointments. Today was one of those days. This was the day that the monthly Arts Westchester arts ambassadors (read: volunteers) meeting was held. And due to the confusion that's been messing around with my life lately, I totally forgot about the meeting until mid afternoon. AARGH!
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Last night, I put on my CPAP mask around 2 am, but didn't get to sleep until (at least) 3 am. When I awoke at 7:45, I didn't feel as if I had enough sleep. And nothing was going to help - even if I laid in bed for another couple of hours. So, I got out of bed without checking my schedule for the day and took it easy.
Eventually, I decided to look for my Freshly delivery - and it was not on my landing where I expected it. So I got dressed and found it in front of the mailboxes. I was too tired to complain, so I brought the box upstairs, loaded the meals into the refrigerator, and then went out to my car to clean it up for Thursday. (HWV and another board member are going with me in my car to a Restaurant Week dinner.) It amazed me that I found so much garbage in the back of my car, as I dumped three overflowing supermarket bags into the dumpster, and filled the Freshly box with stuff I planned to keep. By the time I had the chance to look at my email, I realized that I had screwed up - I had missed the monthly meeting. I contacted the volunteer coordinator to let her know what happened. And then, I went inside to get ready for dinner.
GFJ and I are still talking. Over dinner, she mentioned that something I said triggered thoughts of what the real problems are. But I won't go into them here. All I will say is that they are valid issues, and if I had been in her shoes, I might be feeling the same way that she is right now. At least, we will be able to maintain communications between us, and see what happens in the future.
When I got home, I got an email from the art gallery I interviewed at last week. They chose another candidate for the position. And strangely, that makes me glad. I wasn't the right person for the position, and they knew it. But I did make a suggestion that I hope helps them in the future - they need a floater employee who can fill in when one of the other two people need to take off. Who knows, maybe they'd consider me for the floater position if it is created.