Week 45- 7 Reams of Stickers

The post conference lull is officially over. This week's activities included:

• Processing a blue-whale load of EAFs. This stands for Electronic Action Form, but should really stand for Endlessly Abhorrent Forms. They are very tedious. A new division is being made, one is taking on a different team, and managers are moving, so my inbox has been crammed with these work requests all week, and they are disgusting. Nobody wants to open their inbox and see that. It should come with a green screen before you open it: "The following inbox has been approved by Outlook for appropriate audiences. The e-mails listed have been rated R- Revolting. Contains boredom, minute details and some busy work. Not appropriate for audiences with a working brain."
• Summarizing a business proposal for the Presiding Bishopric to approve. Changes are coming, but I'm pretty (100%) sure that I'm not supposed to say what I learn. It's still pretty cool to write something that I know will be read by the Presiding Bishopric, even if business proposals aren't exactly inspiring.
• Processing Educational re-imbursements and reassuring people that, yes, their money is coming.
• Getting interviewed about my mission-there will be an article about me in the future. How cool is that?
• Cleaning out some of the stuff in the crawl-space. Since there isn't enough room to stand up straight, we don't find the motivation to clean it out very often. Among the items, I found an entire box full of my shoes from when I was about seven...I don't think we need to hold on to those.
• Delivering office supplies. Did you know that Expo stopped making Expo markers? What is their purpose in life if not to provide Expo markers!? My teacher's heart is slightly broken. I was looking forward to buying my own box of pristine markers and getting to twist that squeaky cap off to set bright, sharp ink to the whiteboard. I might have to hunt some down and save them, because other dry-erase brands just aren't as satisfying.
• I also finished organizing the storage space near my office. Someone must have had a grand idea that required a lot of labels, because among all the other strange things I cleaned out (plastic paperclips, enormous stamps, and brass fasteners long enough to kill someone with), I found 7 reams worth of brightly-colored single-page sticky-back card-stock. That's right. Giant stickers. Pages of red, green, orange, pink, yellow and blue in multiple shades. Of course, when I asked Trina how often it gets used, she admitted that the answer was never, but she felt bad throwing it all away. We decided we would feel grand about it if we could donate it to an elementary school (what kid doesn't want to make their own stickers?), so I packed it in a box to take home. It didn't seem that heavy when I put it on my own desk, but coming home was another story. It didn't take as far as the lobby for me to realize that maybe this was a bad idea. I was leaning back and bracing it on my hips to take some of the weight off my arms, which made me waddle in little baby steps. The conference center never seemed so far away. Correction. The front door never seemed so far away. By the time I crossed the street I was ready to grab the next able-bodied person and command them to hold the box for me. So, naturally, I saw nobody the whole way to the car. I was even about to set the box on a railing when I saw the sign "wet paint." Honestly. Stopping on the way home, I barely got the box into the school. I shoved it up onto the receptionists' counter and told them quite firmly that I didn't care if they tossed the whole box, I was NOT taking it back. Thankfully, they wanted it. I hope those kids really enjoy making those stickers.
• Picking up a few writing assignments. They are all for the Church intranet though, so none of you will get to see them, even if they did apply outside of our workforce.
• I also worked in the garden with Mom this morning. The weather has been so nice and warm all week and the sky has been a brilliant, clear blue. It makes me feel wonderfully energetic. I think humans ought to hibernate like bears. Winter is beautiful, but it saps my energy.