Do y'all see the countdown clock on the right hand side of the blog? It says "71 days" as I write this post.
It's misleading because it sounds really far away - but that's the absolute day everything is due for a HUGE project at work. This project comes every 4 years - and to put it in perspective, if it doesn't go well, I will undoubtedly be fired. No ifs, ands, or buts. Seriously. Doesn't matter I've been with Intermountain for 10 years - this is the type of project that could be the end. 8 2"-binders documenting exactly how the entire program runs, deficiencies noted, and the future direction I have planned for the program. Oh, and 15 entire activity files they have randomly selected from the more than 375 activities we have sponsored in the last 4 years.
Everything must arrive in Chicago at the ACCME by Wednesday, July 13. I have made a promise to my VP and AVP that it will actually be mailed by Friday, July 1 so there is no chance that we miss the date (in case they send it back for any reason - which is not uncommon).
A sub-committee from my governing committee must have my final draft by Friday, June 1 so they have two weeks to review and respond with changes - which will then give me two weeks to make all revisions, final copies, and package for shipping.
And today is May 2. May has officially arrived. I have less than a month. Now take into consideration that my new assistant started today (i.e., training, training, training....) + we are sponsoring 5 conferences (2 of which require travel) in the next 19 days = oh my goodness. Which means since it's not yet finished, this project is practically already late when you take everything else into consideration.
So, my stress level is elevated. Okay, that's an understatement. I am losing sleep about it.
Don't panic....everything is going to be okay.....or, perhaps it won't be - I could perform terribly, they'd fire me, tough economy with no job, I'd lose my house, and become a hobo under the viaduct. Let's call that Plan B.
Going back to writing now while taking very deep breaths to combat the chest pain that sets in when I think about this subject.
If plan B happens (which it won't) you can stay in our basement. ;) I'm sorry this sounds so tough!!! But if there is one person I know is right for the job - it's you!!!! Your one tough cookie! I'll be praying for you!
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