Keeping my day job
I’ve never claimed to be a planner. In fact, most people who know my scatter-brained tendencies would argue I’m not qualified to be in charge of schedules. But last month, in a span of two weeks, I had the pleasure of planning three (minor) events: a service day for 40 coworkers and 60 refugee kids, a surprise baby shower and my sister’s 30th birthday party. I learned a few things along the way.
– The pure joy of completing an event is just barely worth the sheer panic that occurs the night before, wondering if anyone is going to show up.
– No matter how much you plead, some people do not RSVP or follow instructions.
– I don’t know how anyone coordinated anything before smartphones.
– A tiny thank you goes a long way.
– I think I’ll stick to reporting on what an amazing job you all do planning your meetings and conventions.
So please, keep the innovations coming.