By Georgia Osten
I’m retired. I keep telling myself – “I’m retired.” I don’t think I’ve ever been busier in my life, well maybe when I was planning a wedding for one of my daughters … or Thanksgiving Dinner for the entire family. I think I know what it is and I think it’s all relative. You see, I think it takes me longer to do things and maybe that’s why I seem to be busier. I don’t multi task well these days.
I have this not-so-demanding job, most of the time. This job was intended to be “something to get me out of the house,” and around people. Sometimes it’s demanding and I get stressed at the slightest thing. I fancy myself to be a perfectionist, but in reality, I’m just a worrier and I “sweat the small stuff.”
In the midst of sweating the small stuff at work, I have the Texas Crab Festival to worry about. My responsibilities are not all that, compared to some other people I know. I just have the Beer Booth and the Craft and Food Vendors. I’m hoping the Beer Booth will handle itself, I have the same people serving for the past couple of years and they all know what to do.
On the other hand, deadline for the vendors is this Thursday and I CAN’T WAIT!!! Last week, I was breathing a sigh of relief because I was at capacity, I had all I could fit. Then, yesterday, I got a cancellation on a food vendor who originally wanted two 20X10 spaces. Oh my gosh, what was I going to do?? Panic set in, but miracles DO happen. Out of the blue, this morning, I received a call from a food vendor I had been dying to get my hands on and lo and behold, he asked if he could join us! My words of wisdom to myself – It will all work out.
A few weeks ago, I was waking up around 2am, tossing and turning, thinking about all sorts of things I needed to do, and knowing I wouldn’t remember the next morning. I would get up and go into the kitchen to write down my thoughts. Then I decided, I’d put a notepad and pen on the nightstand by my bed to eliminate all the over-stimulation of traipsing around the house at 2am. That did it! Ever since then, I haven’t had a single thought during the wee hours of the night, NOT A SINGLE THOUGHT – Try it!
Wishing you all Sweet Dreams.
(This article published 4/27/2015)
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Kudos to you and your hubby for all you do!! Thanks for the giggles this morning!!