Friday, December 21, 2007

Pep Talk, Part Two -- the After-Call

After not getting a call back for over a week, and cringing nearly every time the phone rang at the office, I called again this afternoon. And had teh talk. Or didn't. Because it's Christmas. Right. 

So, there are times when not only must I gear up for a phone call, I must also talk myself down after the phone call. And, since I've already wept big tears of exhaustion and release, whipped up a batch of my Gram's cookie dough to be rolled out later, and told my mom on the phone that I'd had a shi**y day (we hardly ever swear among my family of origin, so it was sweet that she responded, without a hint of disapproval in her voice "I can tell, and I'm sorry you've had a shi**y day."), I bring myself (oh, and you) the post-call, "It's really going to be OK" list: 

* I hate that part of my job is helping people twice my age grow up. It's a good thing that I'm particularly great at doing it. 

* My day consisted of several different situations that required very unique skill sets. I have them all, and excelled at most them. Oh, heck, who needs modesty. I rocked. All. Day. Long. 

* I might not be wearing Those Jeans, but I am in my mind. 

* I can't take responsibility for something you refuse to do. 

* Look at me modeling healthy behavior! Look! Look! This is healthy behavior and communication. Did you take notes? 

* Breathe in, breathe out. 

* I won't be crushed if I don't have to do your funeral. Really. 

* My sermon's not written yet; you still have a chance to be featured prominently (at least in my mind). 

* Look at that lovely bottle of wine. Oh, and that one! And that one! 

* Would you like to see the list that outlines why I'm so wonderful?

* You're right, it is Christmas. Merry Christmas. 

7 comments:

P.S. an after-thought said...

Add: I still have my sense of humor!

more cows than people said...

i'm so with you on the helping people twice your age grow up- this really gets to me.

look at me modeling healthy communication- yes. you go, girl.

and enjoy a glass, or two, or three of wine, k?

(((pink shoes)))

and i know the cringing when the phone rings (and the mail comes and the e-mail beeps...) sensation. sigh.

karla said...

love you sweet girl....

Kathryn said...

You are a superstar :-)
Love you lots xxx

LadyBurg said...

You DO rock! Hope you had some more of that wine.

Sue said...

You rock.

I sometimes have to remind myself that I am intended to minister to my folks, not babysit them. I'm so with you on the need for some to just freakin' grow up already.

Mary Beth said...

You are wonderful. Great self-talk!