Holy cow, the last week has been ... odd.
But in a totally good way.
I went back to work on Monday and was told by the big boss that once I got settled in he needed to talk to me. Now, we've had some "re-arranging" of the campus, so I was a bit worried. He laughed and told me it wasn't a bad thing. And it wasn't. It wasn't excellent, like a promotion or a big fat raise, but it wasn't bad.
We're finally going to be able to start being in charge of our own advertising, instead of being told how to do it, and my boss wanted me to do a videotaped interview about our upcoming Family 9Health Fair. I was up for it. And then he told me it would be the next day. Wow. That was fast. Good thing I'm passionate about the 9HealthFair. On Tuesday, I met the interviewer and the camera man and we pulled off the interview in one take. We had five minutes allotted for time and our one-take interview was 5:02. 'Bout as good as you can get.
The next day (Wednesday), I got a Facebook message from someone I'd met at a blogger roundtable, asking if I would be interested in doing a presentation on guns at the upcoming Great Outdoors Show. No brainer. Of course I was interested. I contacted her and we set up a time for me to do a radio interview on Thursday to run on Friday.
The interview was fun and was conducted by a D.J. who is also a shooter, which put me at ease right away. I think we spent more time talking "off the record" than we did on. I also found out today that I'll be taking the stage on Saturday right before RJ and Jay Paul from The Swamp People. How crazy is that?
I'll have a ton of people in the audience for my talk, but I know they'll be saving their seats for RJ and Jay Paul. It's all good, though, because they're gonna have to hear what I have to say about shooting. So it's really a win-win for me.
On top of it all, I got a phone call from Estes' Other Mother and the mares are already at CSU. The baby horse planting will happen tomorrow.
And ON TOP OF THAT, I'm still working on my book and hope to have it out by the middle of August. Whew.
AAAAANNNNNDDDDDD...my non-Parrothead husband bought me tickets to go see Jimmy Buffett in October. I can't tell you how much that means to me. It's a hell of a culture shock for a non-Parrothead to attend a Buffett concert.
When did I step into the Twilight Zone?