Work goes on. The head honcho finally made a decision, and kudos, she made the tough one, but the appropriate one considering all the parameters our team put before her in making our recommendation. However, we are now three weeks past our original presentation where she needed to see more before giving us the go ahead, and two weeks past our original launch date. We were resigned to accept defeat, so this was a pleasant turn of events. Now we need to regroup before we communicate out to the stakeholders. It was a flood of luncheon activity in the office Tuesday. Different divisions were hosting holiday gatherings before the majority of folks take the next week off. I am so ready for a break as well, but will probably have at least one meeting that I'm hoping I can either call into, or do via Webex, because of the delay in order to get back on track.
I could have actually gone to my choice of luncheon's. The union I am in was hosting a "free" lunch. I never attend the meetings, nor the monthly lunches over the meetings. It happened to be next door to our division meeting. Ours was a very traditional modified potluck, where we signed up under categories, but our choice in the category. We laughed when two women who meant to attend the union lunch, saw our spread and came down, filled a plate, before they realized they were in the wrong place. We all had a good laugh, and of course, there was plenty of food for our group. They were quite red faced when they headed back to their meeting room. The buffet had salads and a wild rice hot dish; it is Minnesota, don't you know. There were breads and hummus, veggie trays and deviled eggs and the director had a couple pizzas delivered. Of course, treats were plenty, but I resisted, instead, had more veggies, bread, dip and hummus for my desert. We had a game of Pictionary, and one gal had made up a cart as a hot chocolate station, with marshmallows, candy canes, syrups, and whipped cream. That is the real reason I skipped desert-I drank mine.
I'm coming out of my blue's, and hope by end of day Thursday, I'll be in full on good spirits. I've resigned to the fact that my furniture won't be arriving until after New Years. If it makes it here next week, it will be a surprise. In other festive news, DH said his car heater is done for, among other things, and parts alone will be nearly $1,200 so he is looking at options. We have dutifully been paying ourselves a car payment a month for years for just such a time, so the cash is there (separate from our other savings). The water heater didn't start and wouldn't ignite, but we had added a service plan when the new one went in last year, so no out of pocket to get it back up. It was a crazy feat of coordination between DH running from work to let the service worker in and me running DD to violin and back, so DH could get back to work. Last week, I would have been on melt down mode with the car and the water heater situation.The fact that I can take them in stride this week is a good sign. Maybe I need a good pot luck every week to brighten my outlook.