Monday, April 9, 2012
When I got there at 6:20 am, I took a moment out for coffee (free Starbucks to all volunteers!) and to get my head straight on my tasks. But me head didn't really get straight, so I went into the office, put my stuff down, and got ready for breakfast tray line.
Afterwards, feeling somewhat under the weather, I worked the rest of the day at my desk. I went from one project to another, feeling more punk as the day progressed. I thought maybe I had gotten up too early, or went to bed too late. Or something.
The bus broke down on the way home, which delayed that trip by a good 45 minutes. Another frustrating 30 minutes on the phone with my school's financial aid office nearly had me exploding, and by the time I got home I was sick. I mean really sick. Like get me to the doctor sick. Those areas that needed cleaning, well, they weren't going to be cleaned by me.
So I climbed into bed, took an Advil, and fell asleep. A good, deep sleep. A I missed bedikas chommetz sleep. When I woke up Friday morning, I felt great.
What did I learn from this experience? Never plan. Never put off. Work to your fullest everyday. Because who knows what tomorrow will bring.