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Sep. 13th, 2006 03:00 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
dchenesCan I go back to bed yet?
I got in today and the first thing I found out was that the SOP meeting next Tuesday had been moved back an hour. Cue frantic emails to everybody on the agenda, asking them if they can do that.
Twenty minutes later, the meeting gets moved back to its original time. Cue frantic phone calls to everybody on the agenda, asking them to ignore the email.
I then realize I have a committee meeting next week and no packet for it yet, because I don't have half of the letters I need. So I get the letters, discover I have to start from scratch with the packet, and start it so I can get it approved tomorrow (maybe) to get sent out by Friday, while fielding phone calls from the extremely confused people who can't figure out what time the SOP meeting is supposed to start.
Meanwhile, I get email from one of my committee reviewers, narrowing a meeting sometime in October to October 23. So I send email to the rest of the committee, asking if that works. Two of the addresses bounce. That's not good.
Halfway through assembling the final meeting packet, I finally get the last piece of the last SOP packet approved, copy it 45 times, and staple it to the rest of the packet I got back from the copiers yesterday morning. Then I collate the SOP packets with all the rest of the stuff to get sent out, and get as far as putting it in envelopes before I decide it's lunchtime.
So after lunch, which was eaten at my desk while fielding emails from the October 23 committee, I start in with all the incidental details I have to deal with in order to get the SOP packets sent out. I end up re-writing the same memo three times because I can't remember all the things that changed since July, and finally fight everything into envelopes with the correct memos addressed to the correct people, referencing the correct appointments and the correct dates.
THEN, I start in with the list for the courier service. Which takes me longer than it should, because there are only 27 names on it. I finally get that sorted, call the courier service, shlep all the envelopes up front, and luxuriate in the fact that my chair can now move, because I found the floor again.
Then I finish the draft of the final meeting packet, write this, and now it's 3:00. And I want to go back to bed.
I got in today and the first thing I found out was that the SOP meeting next Tuesday had been moved back an hour. Cue frantic emails to everybody on the agenda, asking them if they can do that.
Twenty minutes later, the meeting gets moved back to its original time. Cue frantic phone calls to everybody on the agenda, asking them to ignore the email.
I then realize I have a committee meeting next week and no packet for it yet, because I don't have half of the letters I need. So I get the letters, discover I have to start from scratch with the packet, and start it so I can get it approved tomorrow (maybe) to get sent out by Friday, while fielding phone calls from the extremely confused people who can't figure out what time the SOP meeting is supposed to start.
Meanwhile, I get email from one of my committee reviewers, narrowing a meeting sometime in October to October 23. So I send email to the rest of the committee, asking if that works. Two of the addresses bounce. That's not good.
Halfway through assembling the final meeting packet, I finally get the last piece of the last SOP packet approved, copy it 45 times, and staple it to the rest of the packet I got back from the copiers yesterday morning. Then I collate the SOP packets with all the rest of the stuff to get sent out, and get as far as putting it in envelopes before I decide it's lunchtime.
So after lunch, which was eaten at my desk while fielding emails from the October 23 committee, I start in with all the incidental details I have to deal with in order to get the SOP packets sent out. I end up re-writing the same memo three times because I can't remember all the things that changed since July, and finally fight everything into envelopes with the correct memos addressed to the correct people, referencing the correct appointments and the correct dates.
THEN, I start in with the list for the courier service. Which takes me longer than it should, because there are only 27 names on it. I finally get that sorted, call the courier service, shlep all the envelopes up front, and luxuriate in the fact that my chair can now move, because I found the floor again.
Then I finish the draft of the final meeting packet, write this, and now it's 3:00. And I want to go back to bed.
