Where have I been, you ask? Your life is incomplete without daily missives from SogTown, you say? (Okay, I know you're not really saying that, but let's pretend. It's January and I could use a little boost here.)
Thank you for asking! Mainly I have been Event Planning. Which is weird, because I don't actually like Event Planning, nor do I count it among my natural talents. For instance, I pretty much flatly refuse to organize groups of people to do fun things. I like to do fun things, and I like to do them with people. But I don't want to be the one who figures out all the details and coordinates transportation and makes sure to pick a place with enough tables and vegan options without soy and all of that.
It stresses me out. I'll invite you over to dinner, but beyond that, I really don't want to be the plan-maker.
And yet somehow, I end up planning pretty big things on a fairly regular basis. I guess because it's sort of my job. For the past few months, I've been planning and coordinating a big fat city-wide program for the library system (my idea, too!), which ended this past Saturday. Thank god.
It went really well, and tons of great people worked on it. In the end, I was very proud of what was accomplished. Maybe it will be less stressful for me when we do it again next year.
Probably not, though.
Also, a few words about January. It is a fact of science that January is the second-most suck month of the year, right behind February. In fact, here is that list for your convenience.
Most Suck Months of the Year
Cold, dark, miserable. Contains Valentines Day. You've already suffered winter for months, and no end is in sight.
Cold, dark, miserable.
You feel like it should be less cold and miserable by now, but instead it's just less dark.
Crap on a stick, will it never warm up?
You think the holidays are going to be fun this year. But they aren't.
As you can see, we are now in the approximate center of suckage. It is at this time every year that I wonder, what the fuck am I doing here? I'm cold! And wet! And the basement keeps leaking! But we can't call the landlord because it is our basement!
Well, I guess those thoughts about the basement are pretty specific to this year. But you get the idea.