EVIDENTALLY...I'm uncooperative. YEP...you heard it first here! I mean...I'm just as shocked as you are. I always thought I had a pretty good attitude and was pretty um...what's a good word...how about fluid? Yep...pretty fluid in my ability to adapt to my situation and circumstances.
*Disclaimer - We should stop right here before I go any further and I should tell you this is a totally selfish rant and there really isn't anything inspirational about it. That being said, I can hear my mom saying 'If you don't have anything nice to say...', but she's not really here and that was all in my head, so read on sister!
So this morning I went to a networking meeting that I attend every Thursday. The meeting starts at 7:30 and it seems that it always snows Wednesday night...which makes for a really fun morning. I had a great drive though, I raised the roof of my car in praise and I stopped at Starbucks (of course) for a Venti Refresh Tea, and headed to my meeting. Got there early because a friend of mine who is also in the meeting and the person that I started the group with, was meeting me there early so we could talk about the direction of the group. She wasn't there yet, so I settled into a comfy chair and contemplated the economy and the effects it will have on the lending industry over the next year (will I survive...I say whilst biting my nails and tapping my foot nervously on the floor)...(yes...I will). Anyway, this group is being formed under a networking organization...kinda’ like how a chamber of commerce has leads groups...this organization teaches and forms groups for networking. It has a great business model and a ton of resources, so we thought it would be a good fit for us. One of the people that is in place to help us was going to show up this morning, I had never met her, but was looking forward to the insight she would have.
To make a really long story short, we were the only people there at 7:20 and were discussing the applications people had submitted and getting them to her. I mentioned that my weeks were really crazy and I usually schedule appointments further out, but that next Thursday morning at the meeting I could get her everything she needed since I didn't have it all together. She said she wouldn't be there, I said ok, well my next available appointment would be on Wednesday the 10th and this is the conversation that ensued:
(VERY BIG SIGH FROM SAID MEANY WOMAN) "What do you mean you can't meet me before then?"
Me: "Well, as I mentioned" (in the sweetest non condescending way possible) "I won't really have everyone’s applications till next Thursday"
Meany: "Then" (sigh) "What about Friday?"
Me: "I won't be in the office that day and have my day booked"
Meany: "Well the 10th is 2 weeks away"
Me: "I know and unfortunately, my calendar is pretty crazy right now, but I'm happy to try to meet you when I can and it looks like the first day I can meet you is the 10th"
Meany: EVEN BIGGER SIGH - "I think this is ridiculous"
Me: "Come again?"
Meany: "I think you are very uncooperative"
And there you have it people! Shocking, but true. What I really wanted to say, but I didn't because my 'Be Nice' radar was blaring in my head so loud I couldn’t think, was:
Listen lady, I'm a full time mom, full time wife, full time mortgage broker, I'm on the board of a nonprofit and I lead a woman's Bible study. If you want to know if I'm uncooperative or not, talk to some of those people and then come and talk to me. In the meantime SINCE you don't know me from Adam, I am HAPPY to meet you on Wednesday the 10th. Now what time would work for you?
WHEH! I hit the exclamation key really hard when I just typed that...just so you know.
And that is all I have to say about that. I have a little gremlin pulling at my arm making monkey noises and saying words that sound oddly like 'Mommy you are the best most cooperative mommy I could ever want'...if only I had a translator that could speak 18 month old.
Love ya'll,
Sara
1.28.2010
1.25.2010
This Weekend
For the last year on the 1st and 15th of every month I have memorized and posted memory versus on Beth Moore's Siesta Memory Verse Challenge.
There were moments where I was really great at doing it...and other moments where I was being a big baby and didn't want to do ANYTHING for ANYONE because I was mad...but that is a different story....and I did catch up so who cares anyway??? SO...this passed weekend about 1/4 of the women that participated went to Houston Texas to indulge in a little Siesta Celebration and hang with the Living Proof team.
We met at the Houston's First Baptist Church, which by the way is not easy to find...as a matter of fact...not much in Houston is easy to find. I found the Galleria...but even that took me forever to find a way IN TO THE DANG PLACE. Whatever...so we met at the church on Friday night and Saturday morning and received an amazing word from Beth. One of the coolest parts was there were only about 500 women there. I think the smallest event we've ever been to would be in Laramie, WY this past year and there were around 2500 women there. In any case, even with the 500 women that were there, we brought the house down with praise and worship lead by none other than Travis Cottrell. It was truly an amazing time. It is so hard for me to put into words the ideas and thoughts Beth's messages provoke in me. I think one of the things, however, that impacted me most was the thought surrounding how our Father directs our path, that His word is a light unto our feet. That a lot of times we depend on light to illuminate everything for us, but a lamp only gives you the light you need. The light we need is our direction and sometimes it's minute by minute, and sometimes the light shows more, but the good thing about the light is...it always shows up in the dark.
We stayed at the Houston Omni hotel, which was A-mazing! We ate A LOT and read our verses A LOT. I was sad though that I didn't get to meet as many of the Siesta's as I would have liked. That left with me with some questions about how whether I'm really outgoing or not...but we can save that for a post for a different day. It will include some heading like 'Which personality am I ... today?'
It was a good weekend. It was a sad weekend. I am so blessed to have gotten to go. I'm so blessed to have a husband who realizes the importance of the Word and what it means to have it imprinted on our hearts. I'm grateful I have a mother that instilled that need for the Word in me and was there right beside me this weekend. I'm also grateful for best friends to walk roads with. The ones that you can be real with, laying down every falsity and facade to expose your heart in it's true state. My bff otherwise knows as our ball of energy Joni lost her mom on Saturday...and the events surrounding the time she passed were truly amazing. Not just what was going on in the room when she went home, but the text Joni received before anyone even knew while we were in Houston, her mothers last words days before and the song we were singing when her mom died...God is good people...that is all i can say...He is so good.
There were moments where I was really great at doing it...and other moments where I was being a big baby and didn't want to do ANYTHING for ANYONE because I was mad...but that is a different story....and I did catch up so who cares anyway??? SO...this passed weekend about 1/4 of the women that participated went to Houston Texas to indulge in a little Siesta Celebration and hang with the Living Proof team.
We met at the Houston's First Baptist Church, which by the way is not easy to find...as a matter of fact...not much in Houston is easy to find. I found the Galleria...but even that took me forever to find a way IN TO THE DANG PLACE. Whatever...so we met at the church on Friday night and Saturday morning and received an amazing word from Beth. One of the coolest parts was there were only about 500 women there. I think the smallest event we've ever been to would be in Laramie, WY this past year and there were around 2500 women there. In any case, even with the 500 women that were there, we brought the house down with praise and worship lead by none other than Travis Cottrell. It was truly an amazing time. It is so hard for me to put into words the ideas and thoughts Beth's messages provoke in me. I think one of the things, however, that impacted me most was the thought surrounding how our Father directs our path, that His word is a light unto our feet. That a lot of times we depend on light to illuminate everything for us, but a lamp only gives you the light you need. The light we need is our direction and sometimes it's minute by minute, and sometimes the light shows more, but the good thing about the light is...it always shows up in the dark.
We stayed at the Houston Omni hotel, which was A-mazing! We ate A LOT and read our verses A LOT. I was sad though that I didn't get to meet as many of the Siesta's as I would have liked. That left with me with some questions about how whether I'm really outgoing or not...but we can save that for a post for a different day. It will include some heading like 'Which personality am I ... today?'
It was a good weekend. It was a sad weekend. I am so blessed to have gotten to go. I'm so blessed to have a husband who realizes the importance of the Word and what it means to have it imprinted on our hearts. I'm grateful I have a mother that instilled that need for the Word in me and was there right beside me this weekend. I'm also grateful for best friends to walk roads with. The ones that you can be real with, laying down every falsity and facade to expose your heart in it's true state. My bff otherwise knows as our ball of energy Joni lost her mom on Saturday...and the events surrounding the time she passed were truly amazing. Not just what was going on in the room when she went home, but the text Joni received before anyone even knew while we were in Houston, her mothers last words days before and the song we were singing when her mom died...God is good people...that is all i can say...He is so good.
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