Intersting don't quite capture "it"

I looked forward to Thursday & Friday with eagerness and bursting anticipation. I missed the convention last year after having attended my first one the previous year. It was to remain a mainstay in my annual calendar if I had my way. This year was special too because a very close friend of mine was going to attend.

Last weekend was wonderful. I was out of town with my affinity group of friends in fellowship, communion and sheer fun. The activities (as light as they may have been) wore me out. I was only a guest but I found I needed rest.

Work was getting in the way of my extra special week. This particular project which was fun and exciting at the beginning required much more that I could offer within the short timeline. The project requirements are beginning to suffocate my schedule and no matter what I did, I seem not to be able anymore to extend schedules. I could not find a way to extricate myself from my tangled scheduling. The client's need and my unspoken promise to deliver what they required has me about to forgo my longed for replenishing event of the year.

And so it happened. I worked on Thursday and only met the second half of Friday. It was fun except that I feel half-full then satisfied. With time and in time, maybe, maybe I will get refilled outside of my intentions.

You would think that was enough "interest" for the week - NO!

Within the same periods in which I was juggling schedules on my calendar, an interesting lunch meeting showed growth and promise with lots to look forward to. Then my better half suggested that maybe I should move faster across the Atlantic than I was planning; as if by natural synchrony, a friend called and asked if I could travel yonder across the Atlantic soonest to help. What should I look forward to? I know what - more interesting stuff.

I need all the help I could get today and as it develops. Lord, keep me collected!