I’ve been busy all day, running from one thing to another. One of the bright spots in my day was lunch with Ray. He and I serve on a board together and we’ve never gotten much of a chance to really chat. He’s funny, and that’s always delightful to be around. It was a great way to spend an hour. And, we didn’t say a word about the board we’re both on, which is nice – it means we had plenty of other things to talk about.
Early this morning I baked brownies to take to the mechanics who did me such a big favor last week. I had hoped to get it done before now, but that just didn’t happen. I dropped them off this afternoon and also popped in to Diana’s.
Diana is closing her store, The Dancing Grouse. She decided a few weeks ago and is selling what’s left. I bought a folding screen to go in my downstairs sun porch. I was just thinking a few days ago that I needed one and she had one for sale, so it all worked out.
I’m looking forward to a really fun weekend. I’ll be seeing a friend I haven’t gotten to see in a long time. We have a lot of catching up to do. We have a lot of shared history and that’s always good. And he’s one of those friends like I wrote about a few weeks ago. Hopefully we’ll have a chance to really reconnect.
There’s a lot of uncertainty in my work life at the moment. Running a non profit basically means you’re a professional fundraiser. The only problem with that is that I don’t want to be a professional fundraiser. If I’m going to be a professional fundraiser I might as well go to work for someone doing that and make a whole lot more money.
There are forces at work beyond my control and I have to jump through some hoops in the next couple of months that I hope I can successfully negotiate. It seems there’s always something to be worrying about and it always seems to involve funding. I just don’t care for that at all.
I want to do the actual work of my organization, but you have to do the fundraising piece in order to be able to do that. The balance is the trick – how much fundraising versus how much actual work you’re doing. It’s a continual struggle and I’m about to get worn out. I just don’t do “worry” well, and it seems a necessity in this line of work.
It’s time for me to be making my living writing.