September 2007

I don’t know why, but this week, the leaves feel more scattered than ever. It’s not where I like to be and I’m not sure why this is happening. Tonight – this morning – for example, I couldn’t find my iPhone. DRAT it all. It was on vibrate so calling myself was no option. It’s my alarm clock so I didn’t want to got to sleep without it. An hour later, I found it. But that’s just not like me.

I try to have systems in place. I keep life simple. But lately none of my systems are working and life is piling up all around me. It may be the jobs I’ve taken on that have so many players involved, I have to let go. I’m letting go, but things aren’t getting done and I feel frazzled.

It may be the fact that I’m not as tethered to my family because of illness. I’m sure that my mother’s health is affecting my concentration. Hopefully she’ll be heartier tomorrow – er, today.

Perhaps getting through Thursday and then coasting on Friday will help. Saturday will be chaos at the training, but I can take time off on Sunday. Nails, hair and other female pampering on Friday, and hot tubbing on Saturday evening sounds like a plan. Laundry on Sunday and shopping and clean house on Monday, pack on Tuesday, company Tuesday night, first major set of forums on Tuesday evening, no sleep, early departure to Chicago on Wednesday, Marla give ride to airport?

I ‘ve got to get on top of these things or I’m still going to be scrambling AND I’ll be scrambling from Chicago!


I love my work. I don’t know anyone who can say that.
I don’t want to fill the next purchase order. I don’t want to pull parts for a high tech manufacturing firm. I don’t care if we are ISO certified for whatever revision¬† we’re on.

I don’t want a corner office with a window. I don’t want to wear $700 suits to work. I especially don’t want to wear panty hose to work!

I don’t want to give performance reviews. I don’t want to design the next Apple campaign.

I just don’t care about the things I was trained to care about during my MBA.

I just want to change the world.

But no matter how much I love my work, I’m still tired.

It’s exhausting. At it wears me out.

And the bottom line is more elusive.

beeca My niece found out that I was Simpsonized so she did the same for herself. That kid’s a nut!

Next she’s doing one for her brother.
I noticed she only made an avatar which I had to enlarge here. Of course, she’s just making something for her iChat icon, not looking for a real photo. Gads, what a different world it is for her. She’s playing with avatars and iChatting with her Tia at 7:45 in the morning while mom and dad sleep in.

Me simpsonized

It’s not like I don’t have plenty to do, but when I saw that my friends at NCDD had their portraits “Simpsonized” I couldn’t resist. So this is what I’d look like! Not too far off the mark, actually, except that I certainly don’t have such luscious lips.

Go ahead, be a little silly. Simpsonize Yourself!

sandy and andy

Here’s Sandy Heierbacher and Andy Fluke of the National Coalition for Dialogue and Deliberation “Simpsonized”. They are so much more colorful.

Maybe I should experiment with different photos. Maybe I should try a different outfit.

Maybe I should go to bed so I can get up early and get some work done!

Thanks loads Sandy and Andy!

I usually use TaDa to keep track of my ToDo list, but this is much more accessible:

  • Send stuff to Rich
  • Enter participants from TMCLB into database
  • Review docs and web sites from DMiller memo prior to local NCDD conference planning team
  • Draft budget for BSF
  • Send stuff to Janice
  • Write two scripts for Univision broadcast
  • Meet with Elaine re: web site (try to reschedule)
  • Work with Silona and BSF on Transparent Federal Budget
  • Set up schedule with Jill
  • Redesign training for Monday and Wednesday
    • Get photocopies
    • Get food
    • Get other supplies – flip charts, tape, stands (ask Dolly)
  • Get Reporting stuff nailed down
    • Recruit reporters
    • Find training notes from Marla
    • Schedule virtual workshop
    • Develop template for reporting
  • Submit receipts and invoices
    • Fort Collins
    • E3 Training in Round Rock
    • E-Democracy Trip
  • Blog screening of Desert Bayou
  • Birthday for bro
  • Prepare presentation to E3 board
  • Recruit bloggers for Thursday
    • Post their bios
    • Notify Bob and Lance
    • Develop template
    • Develop checklist of what to do
    • Find out if Rudy is filming
    • Post bios of John and Alberta
  • Prep for Desert Bayou screening:
  • Listen to my speech and take notes for article:

I get The Note, a daily digest of what’s happening in Washington, along with political alerts throughout the day from the ABC News Political Unit. Today’s story is about Clinton’s new healthcare plan and how it has at least given Dems and Reps something to agree on — they don’t like it.

But that isn’t what struck me.

It was the box at the bottom of the page where the Audience Favorites (the popular stories of the day) are listed. The top story is about whether or not Britney will lose custody of her sons, two stories about the O.J. ‘Sting’, a story about a mother dousing her girls in gasoline, and a story about a student being tasered at a pol event.

Everyone wants change in the health care system. People who have it are worried they’ll lose it. I’ve got several very smart, capable friends who are out of work.Yesterday I spoke with a friend who has a Ph.D. and has just accepted a 30 hour/week job driving a school bus just to get health care. I’ve got several other friends who choose to work for themselves. Few of them have adequate coverage. Last week my own health insurance costs went up – again! Even colleagues who have coverage through their employer know that it is a tenuous compact. This is an issue that is uniting unusual characters because our deteriorating system has had such an adverse affect on us all.

As the NY Times week in review article noted last Sunday, “while this is clearly a moment of political opportunity” we’ve been here before. It was inconceivable that health care reform would collapse in 1993 when nearly three-fourths of Americans said they supported the Clinton plan. The Times proposes that we can’t have health care reform until “those who have theirs” are assured that coverage for everyone will not require them to make sacrifices. Allaying these fears seems to be the priority for our current slate of candidates. And perhaps the fact that we can no longer sing the mantra about the virtues of the American health system- that we might cost too much, have a lot of people uninsured, but “by golly it’s the best health care in the world” – will inspire us to make changes.

That assumes, of course that people are paying attention to what matters. Which brings me back to my “audience favorites”. In the overall scheme of things, who raises Britney’s kids will have less impact on the American people than what Congress and the future President do about our health care crisis. But it is hard to imagine policy-makers feeling any pressure to do the hard work necessary to solve this mess when we aren’t even paying attention. They can make pronouncements about their intent knowing they’ll never have to deliver because we are so easily distracted. I’d love to believe that we will finally get some relief from the burden of our bloated, inefficient, inequitable health care system, but the skeptic in me worries that policy-makers will still be promising reform while the American people are riveted on the exploits of Britney’s grown sons.

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This is the question being posed to Jeremy Reed by the beautiful redhead in the movie, Powder.

Inside most people, there’s a feeling of being separate. Separated from everything.”


And they’re not. They’re a part of absolutely everyone and everything.”

Everything? I’m part of this tree? You’re telling me I’m part of fisherman in Italy on some ocean I’ve never even heard of. Or some guy sitting on death row. I’m part of him, too?

You don’t believe me.

It’s hard to believe that…all of that.

Pointing to her forehead: it’s because you have this spot you can’t see past.”

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