Funny, I thought when the convention was over that I could finally relax and not obsess about anything for a little while. Foolish girl.
My next "big" thing on the horizon is my trip for work next month to Vegas.
On the last day of the convention, my home group held an emergency group conscience to gripe and moan about the quality of the convention and the service workers who put it on. Mind you, not one member of the group sitting there has ever held an Area position and put in the amount of work it takes to pull off a convention. They finally decided that they would all show up at the next Area meeting full of ideas on how "others" can do it better. I told them that I was just too tired for their crusade. Too tired from working on conventions and not able to please everyone.
Today I am going to practice seeing everyone as flawed and imperfect. No one on a pedestal and no one unworthy. Just a world full of human beings trying to get through a Wednesday using the only tools they have to cope. Of course I wish everyone would carry the same tool box but that ain't happening. I also wish I was the foreman but that's not likely either.