snatches

Our director is in town and we are hosting him. The rest of life suddenly seems very hard to fit in, as we give him most of our time. All our other responsibilities (which do indeed go on regardless of who is in town) have to be dealt with in short snatches of time, as they become available.

I did get in my morning jog. Stopped to see the kitty for a little bit. (I saw her twice today, also in short little snatches.) Then we were pretty constantly with him until about 8:30 this evening. Fortunately, he is still dealing with jet lag and decided to head to bed early. For the last hour I have frantically been typing e-mails and trying to get caught up.

Please don't get me wrong. We like this guy. It isn't a hardship to spend time with him. But it's crazy how consuming visitors can be, especially when the rest of your activities do not stop while they're here.

I don't have much to report yet about our meetings, or our desire for clarity about the future. I'd give the first day a 3 out of 5 stars. Not tragic, but not super encouraging, either. There were a number of times when we were clearly missing each other in our communication.

I found my mind clicking off a few times, and felt quite bad about it—always shaking myself into sharper focus on what he was saying. But I realized finally that I just wasn't interested in talking about some of the more theoretical or philosophical aspects of our occupation. I have clearly lost passion for this line of work.

I was also out of things because I'm still fighting that cold, and my jog this morning left me feeling absolutely whupped.

All good reasons why I should wrap this up and just go to bed. Sorry for the lack of depth or focus. Hard to snatch time for reflection these days. I'll try to do better after Wednesday. Before that I just can't many any guarantees…