Overwhelmed II

Back in September, I wrote about the first time as a VISTA that I felt completely overwhelmed.

It hit me again (to a somewhat lesser extent) this past week.

I'm not sure why. I don't feel like I overwork myself. But I guess I was feeling unprepared for the tax clinic coming up and pressure to make sure it came off successful.

We were supposed to be taking appointments but, a week before, we had only a grand total of ONE appointment -- aaaand I didn't even have a name or number because I forgot to ask. I know, it seems obvious, right? But I did. Duh.

One problem might have been that we had no flyers to hang to get the word out because they were still getting printed.

I had planned to take Friday off to make it a three-day weekend, but I ended up coming into work for a little bit because I messed up my scan of the flyer and was getting emails from people who couldn't open it.

As long as I was there, I planned to grab some flyers and put some up on the way home so at least some would be there for the weekend. But they were neither at the office or at the clinic location. Each place told me the other had them. Turned out they got locked in an office over the weekend so we had no access to them until Monday anyway.

At that point I decided it was necessary for me just to take the weekend off as planned and come back fresh on Monday.

HOWEVER, I did still have one more thing for work: a site visit at a new site in Maumee on Saturday morning.

At least I thought it was in Maumee.

Maumee was the only address I had on file for this new site, located within a church. I was happy when I GPS'ed it because it was less than 10 minutes from my house. I thought, cool, I have to do this thing on Saturday, but I'll be home within the hour.

But when I got to the address, right on time, it was an apartment building. That's when I started thinking, Uh oh.

Turns out that was the pastor's HOME address. I met his kid and her baby. Good times.

And found out the church is actually on the OTHER SIDE OF TOWN. 25 minutes away. Awesome.

When I got there, 25 minutes late, in a pretty seedy area, everything went fine. He and his wife were really nice, gracious, etc, etc. All was well.

Just one of those weeks.

But just to prolong my frustration, the GPS kept trying to make me turn down streets that were blocked off and under construction. The "avoid construction" feature just sent me down a different blocked off street.

Good times. But I made it.