Watch Advent Conspiracy video. Check.
Listen to Tim Keller’s sermon, Hope for the Family. Check.
Clean out email inbox (aim for under 100). Check.
Request two Led Zeppelin albums and check status on Miley Cyrus cd at library. Check.
I did the sit-at-my-desk thing this morning until 1pm. That was as long as I could take it. I almost wish Mondays were my busy meeting days. After a Sunday, it’s hard to get myself up for a work day that’s just so dang slow. And my heat-sensor office lights do not help (read: if you don’t move wildly about every three minutes, the lights go out overhead). It just makes for a sleepy environment, one not particularly inclined toward productivity.
My boss is off on sabbatical for the next six weeks. I really love her, but I actually am excited for the change. I work best when I have very little supervision. It gives me an opportunity to figure out how I work – what hours are the most productive, which meetings are necessary to attend, what my supervisees need most from me. I learn how to depend on my instincts a little more. I set my pace of work. I determine what is life-giving and what’s not and work accordingly.
This is not to say that I don’t appreciate my boss’s advice on these things or that I don’t learn a lot from watching how she works. I think it’s just an opportunity for me to examine my own working style and discover the consequences of that.
In other news, I’m 16 weeks along in my pregnancy tomorrow and I’m pretty dang excited. I’m getting a little chub in my gut – enough to make some of my button-downs just a bit too snug. Thankfully, my sister dropped off two white garbage bags full of maternity clothes for me last weekend. My pants still fit – the low-rider ones have come in particularly handy. But I like seeing all these changes. I pray like crazy that the baby is doing well and I’m not doing anything to harm her or him.
I’m trying not to be a psycho worrier, so I channel my energies on thinking of names and what the meanings of them are. I think Jon and I are both on the same page with girl names but boys are another story. I made a list this weekend; maybe we’ll land on something from there.
Anyway, I’m trying to practice writing again. Jon’s been trying to get me to write for so long, but when he told me, frankly, last night at dinner that our marriage seems more peaceful when I write, I figured the least I could do was give it a shot again :)
Okay, back to more emails. Gonna see if I can get under 80 before 4pm.
Outtie.
Nice to see you here again. :)