Saturday, September 12, 2009

"Cute Frumpfest, Fool"

Thus began a wonderful postcard by my eldest sister, sporting two "swanky" swiss guards... I must say, mail time is my favorite time of the day. (**Insert Blues Clues anthem**)
Please excuse any lack of sense the following paragraphs will make. I just finished my FOURTH three-hour Virtus Training Session since May. (I am now accreditted to work in Atlanta, Detroit, Dallas, and Houston.)
This week was pretty normal... Angie and Lindsey were gone last weekend for a retreat in Dallas, so Paulina and I got to blast music throughout the house and dance around in wild abandon... while also doing apostolate, going to the school and challenge meetings, and making sure all the housework got done. However, out of respect for the consecrated's vocations, when they're in the house, we can't play music. So Tuesday was the day the music died.
For the rest of the week we have been fixing everything and anything that breaks or dies in the house... for example: the fire alarm, the printer, the breaks on the blue van, the battery on the coworker car, the oil in the consecrated car, the power adaptor for the coworker computer, and the internet adaptor for the consecrated computer. Let's not forget the dishwasher that doesn't close and the car remote that doesn't unlock or lock the car. Most of our "apostolate" time has been taken up by driving the various parts and pieces of our house that are not working to their respective fixers. Then, at night, we generally drive anywhere from 30 seconds to 2 hours away for Challenge meetings upon Challenge meetings upon Challenge meetings. Sometimes we go to lunch at Northwoods Catholic School (Legionary school in the area) to eat lunch with the girls, but most of the time we're in the car on the way to a repair shop with our laptops and files, trying to plan team leader trainings, retreats, and triduums in a mobile setting.
Next Thursday the famed Patty, the Venezuelan, arrives to Houston. We should probably stop referring to her as "Patty, the Venezuelan" if we don't want to be known as "Paulina, the Mexican" and "Sarah, the American"... but no matter what we call her, she gets here on Thursday. As soon as we pick her up, we're driving four hours BACK to Dallas (please do recall I just left there two weeks ago) for our GET TOGETHER WEEKEND!! This means that for the first time since the summer program, we will get to watch a movie. I am SO excited. Plus, we get to see the Dallas team which, regardless of our short time together, I grew incredibly fond of. So movie + Dallas team = one super weekend.
Until then, I have the first Pure Fashion Event of the season tomorrow. Don't ask me how I got involved in Pure Fashion... I really don't know why they put me there. Then we have meetings and planning for the rest of the week.
My To Do List: (Just so you have a sample of what I'm doing)
  • Call Catherine Sepe about her Challenge Team at Pope John XXIII and see if she needs anything for next week
  • Call every team leader in the entire section inviting them to the Team Leader Training coming up AND encouraging them to invite their girls to the 1st-4th stage retreat
  • Plan 2 retreats for Rolling Hills, the Legionary school in San Antonio, for 2 weekends from now.
  • Plan the 1st-4th stage retreat that I'm advertising
  • Call Our Lady of Perpetual Help Retreat Center and converse with the Vietnamese priest about reserving the facilities for a Young Women's Triduum in November.
  • Plan activities for the girls waiting to be interviewed for Pure Fashion tomorrow
  • Update the Coworker Expense Report with two new receipts (I'm in charge of keeping tabs on what we buy with our coworker credit card... again, why I'm in charge of this? NO clue.)
  • Call Andrea, the RC team leader, and ask her when she's planning on starting her encounters... because it's September... and there are no encounters...

SO that's my schedule so far. Again, apologies for anything that doesn't make sense. I just sat in a conference for three hours AND I only have an hour to check my email...

but I love you all and can't wait to see you at homecoming!

Love,

Sarah

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