Despite Geneva’s attempts to distract me again, I was able to complete my data entry commitment yesterday.
What else would one be doing on Boxing Day? Visit a factory warehouse outlet along with hundreds of other casual consumers? http://www.cbc.ca/news/canada/ottawa/ottawa-s-tanger-outlet-mall-shooting-victim-uncooperative-with-police-1.2884529 .
Um, no thanks!
Miss Geneva thought I deserved a break this weekend.
In-between catching up on addressing Christmas card envelopes and writing short, meaningful messages, I turned my attention to a different task.
I have been a volunteer with a professional conference the past two years. Due to my introverted tendencies, I prefer to use my talents in organizing things and making sense out of jumbled numbers. I don’t like being in the middle of all the action, especially if it’s loud and chaotic.
Ironically, I volunteered to organize the post-conference social event – for the second year in a row. That went very well with plenty of finger food, liquid refreshments and conversation opportunities.
Over the next few weeks, in-between demands from festivities and social events, I will be in a happy place of working with Excel, transposing ranking numbers and nearly illegible handwriting from dozens more evaluation forms.
My cats provide me…
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