I have had a rough couple of days. In fact the last month or so has been pretty challenging on several levels. So anyway, I had offered to teach a class tomorrow—the note taking class that I taught last year. I actually think it is a really good and helpful class.
I knew I didn’t have to spend too much time preparing, because I had already done all the prep last year and had a nice binder with all the materials, plus a DVD that I use to teach my favorite note taking method. On Sunday afternoon I figured I should start getting my materials together, so I went to pull down the DVD. The case was right where it ought to be—but the DVD was not in it. (It’s a set of 3 DVDs and the other two were there!)
I still was not concerned. I assumed I must have put the DVD in the binder with all the printed materials I would need for the course.
Except that I couldn’t find the binder either.
I went to bed last night in a very disturbed state of mind. I had looked everywhere I thought might be a reasonable location, and had seen no sign of the DVD or the binder.
Guess what was uppermost on my agenda this morning? Now, I knew the really crucial thing was the binder with all the materials I had amassed about several different note-taking systems. I am certainly more than qualified to teach the material covered in the DVD. It’s just so much more convenient to use a video!
I looked in all the same places again and also many new places. I found plenty of things that I had lost track of, but not those two things. I asked for prayer on Facebook. I wondered if I would have to cancel the class, because I did not have time to recreate all my research and work from last year.
I actually got quite a few things organized and put away during my fruitless search. Then, right at noon, as I was searching an area I’d already searched twice, I found the binder—and the auxiliary books to go with it. Hallalujah! The class will go on as scheduled! I am very unhappy about the loss of the DVD, but I can function without it.
So of course I spent the rest of the day doing more research and creating more materials to improve the class, because most of my students who will be coming tomorrow took the class last year and are coming back for a review!
I did take a break to go outside and check on my garden and pick a few tomatoes, at which time I noticed that my basil plants were totally out of control. So I cut a massive amount of fragrant fresh basil, which led to the necessity of making pesto. I made a big batch of pesto and still had plenty of basil left to freeze for future use!
Late this morning, just as I was stepping closer and closer to the pit of despair, the mail arrived, and with it a letter from the Internal Revenue Service. They claim that we made a mistake on our tax return and that we owe several hundred more dollars—which must be paid by the end of this month.
Who knew the IRS could make me cry? In the last month, during which we had a wedding to prepare and pay for, we had to have our air conditioner serviced, we had to replace the alternator in our car, a fridge died, I needed dental work and new glasses, and we had to replace both of the tires on my husband’s work trailer. And now the IRS wants more money.
One step forward, three steps back. *Sigh*