There is a stage after a big event or celebration, carefully proscribed in every etiquette book, devoted to Thank You notes. The value of these little missives is great indeed, for both the sender and the receiver ( who have now changed places...since the receiver of the Thank You note was the giver of the gift, and the sender of the note...you get it)
So the culmination of a long process finds me walking out of the print shop, carrying a box heavy enough to humble me and physically remind me of 2 things: how many people contributed SO much to this effort...and that I have neglacted my own work out routine and aerobic exercise for too long! Between the holidays, the cold of this winter and the SkateAThon planning and follow up- it just didn't fit in. (translate that- I didn't fit it in) So this morning, I am in that place of feeling like I am starting all over, having no right to encourage anyone else to exercise-I've gone over to the Dark Side.
Like so much of this adventure, the Thank You notes themselves are a group effort: using Phil's photos, saved on Knutson's computer, with my text and an hour of devoted design attention from an artist of Exis Design Shop ( my son in law). I am so pleased just looking at them now, they turned out so much better than I had hoped ( getting to be a common result these days)
Now the learning curve pushes it's way in: with a new laptop and programs, generating the sheets of labels today will be trail and error for me (translate that- powerful mental stimulation)
Then the 'large family' bonus kicks in- when those who offered to help come sit around the table working to get them ready to mail, while having fun.
Altho I skated briefly with Ted on Monday night, I have mostly avoided exercise lately.
My trainer was understanding yesterday...but I see her again today. Despite my stated intentions of working out...I have been up since 5:30 am, sitting in this computer chair (translate that- it's a habit now) and yet, I have a wonderful room with weights and a ball...not 10 feet down the hall....I can almost hear it call my name... But on the other hand, I have been up so long now that it would feel great to curl up with Ted again and sleep a little more. ( translate that...human, with rationalizing skills- notice how I just filled up another 20 minutes avoiding what I set out to do first thing this morning!)
But, now I remember- I am going to have to carry all those hundreds of notes of gratitude to the post office soon- I better go at least stretch out now!
