Friday, friday, friday

Friends,

There is no more bitter realization than waking from a deep sleep to your alarm, thinking at least it's Friday and I'm almost home-free, and then remembering no, it's only Thursday. And I agreed to help the Development staff call people today and remind them they'd pledged to donate money to our institution (and ask them to pay up, pronto).

Sigh. Otherwise, life should be fine. It's a gorgeous, slightly cooler day and I'm not overwhelmed at work right now. Quite the opposite, it's quiet to the point that I'm finding it hard to stay motivated. Apparently, I don't work well alone. Also, I'm somewhat caught up in the intricacies of planning my first party. What if it's lame? What if no one shows up? What if too many people show up and they don't have a good time? etc, etc.

But at least I know a few close friends will be there (hell, they're traveling some miles to get there), so I can think of nothing better than spending time with them. To hell with everyone else, whether or not they come to my stupid party. Yes, I will make a model hostess!