Perspective is nice.
I’m spending most of the weekend in Troy, Ala., at the SouthEast Journalism Conference. Of the fourteen of us in the group, I am the oldest female and the staff member with the most “advanced” academic standing. Thus, the other staffers have taken to calling me “Grandma” – even though Jon’s two months older than I am.
As I’ve mentioned several times recently, the past couple of weeks have been stressful and drama-filled. My emotions have been all over the place for a number of reasons. I treated myself to a carmel frapp from Starbucks (okay, Starbucks in Target) yesterday as a reward for making it through. Emotionally, I’m pretty fragile right now.
For that reason, if nothing else, this weekend has been good for me. I’m hanging out with a bunch of people that I didn’t know at all before yesterday. I’m making new friends, I guess. I’m taking my mind off of the stresses around me (for the most part… it’s hard to forget about internships when you’re at a journalism conference!)
Let’s back off the drama and focus on what matters… whatever that may be. At least, that’s my aim.