Sometimes life gets on top of me.
I was away at regional-level church meetings this weekend. It is always great to catch up with representatives from all across this part of Queensland.
But I was busy before I left and so my packing was very much in the "grab and shove" method where you hope you've remembered everything in the 5 minutes you've devoted to the task.
I did remember all my readings and a folder to put them in.
And my pyjamas.
And a toothbrush.
And clean underwear.
So I did pretty well really.
But it was this morning when the fall-out hit me.
You see last week I used the same folder to take notes for a roster that I'm responsible for typing up before the end of this week.
And when you're doing "grab and shove" packing, you do silly things like pull the pages with the roster on it out of the folder and put them on some flat surface somewhere between the place you found the folder and where your bag happened to be when you completed the 'shove' part of proceedings.
And to know where the folder or the bag happened to be during the whole of the whirlwind 5 minutes that you were shoving stuff you remembered into the bag is not easy three days later. My brain was concentrating on "what do I need for Fri/Sat/Sun" not "where did I put the thing I must type up next week".
I've checked the bedroom floor near where I was packing clothes and can't find those pages anywhere.
I've cleaned the dining table and can't find those pages anywhere.
So I've been cleaning my office and can't find those pages anywhere, despite finding lots of other interesting stuff.
And I just pulled out the reports and notes from a weekend's worth of meetings and found the missing pages clipped in the back of the folder.
Right where they would have been from when I took them last week.
So how much work in tidying up my desk remains to be finished?
... well, I still have a little bit to do, but not very much at all!
Fears and tears
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