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Veteran's Day and an Etiquette Question
2002-06-10 - 9:30 a.m.
Bad Day already
Oh to be in High School again this time of year... When I was in high school, the worst worry I had was about grades, and I didn't have much to worry about with them either. I was a good student, but I think I lost it somewhere along the way in the last 17 years.
Now, I don't really have that much to worry about as an adult either. But it's a different set of concerns. Now it's more time management and "can I get it all done"? Yep, somehow over the weekend I managed to become infected with "Pennsic Stress". I won't bore you with the details, but I'm short on patience, time and energy... way short on patience.. That's a bad combination (especially when I have to sew this week). When I'm like this, I tend to be very blunt and pointed, and I don't censor what I say very well, my attitude is apparent to anyone who looks at me for longer than 5 seconds. (No, I don't hide my attitude or my feelings all that well.)
As of yesterday, the group that meets at our house on the first Sunday of every month increased my stress in ways untold. I tried my best to talk them into meeting another weekend in August, since we'll be getting ready to leave for Pennsic and the house will be a wreck.... They weren't being insensitive or anything, I was trying to be polite and bend over backwards for them.. they're doing my love a favor by even coming; it's just stressful to know that while we're tearing the house apart, we have to keep it neat too.
Time to go to a stupid, mindless meeting... I hate my life today.
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