What to Do When You're Overwhelmed

Quit your two-month job, consider a career change, apply for a masters, wait and see if you get into the said master's program, get a new calling at church, take your car to the shop, totally space craft fair meeting, start freelance writing again, call for interviews, learn about rice mills, learn about Tasers, write about Tasers, write about rice mills, join a community orchestra, join a semi-professional orchestra, cook dinner for two, think about practicing, go to the library, get the groceries, pick up sewing machine from shop, pick up car from shop, try to figure out a 1/4" seam on said sewing machine, work at the quilt shop until Tuesday when it's over, plan for the holidays, and . . .

. . . plan for Friday.
Something very exciting is coming to a Lambson home near you. Last night's detective work in the rain ended up sealing the deal. We talked to Cheryl across the street. She directed us to Trista's house by the elementary school. Not home. We found Shelley down a long driveway to a house hidden by the woods. She used to live in our house. She was home. She made a phone call for us. I received a phone call this morning from the man married to the woman she called. The deal is in the works. I should be signing some paperwork soon. Putting some money down. Part of the agreement involved providing proof and figuring out how to deal with a new change in the local waste management company, which is making a change next month.

And on Friday, it will happen. I'm reading up on the subject. I'm studying, trying to prepare myself for the unexpected. It's very exciting, very new, and something I have never done before. Something I never expected I'd ever do. And if you know what's cooking, don't ruin the surprise--I want to relish this!

More to come. Can you bear the suspense?