Quita Sullivan, Alternatives for Community & Environment
Friday, 18 Oct 2002
Well, I didn’t get as much done on the newsletter yesterday as I’d hoped. I have to confess that I fell asleep while cuddling with my son, Padraig. I try to store up these moments. After all, it won’t be long before he says, “Cuddling? Yeechh!” I did wake up around 11:00 p.m. and worked until my husband, Mark, came home at 1:00 a.m. That’s a pretty good arrangement — take a nap, do some work, talk to my husband, and still get six hours of sleep.
Somehow, either because I planned for delays or because I didn’t read my calendar right, I do have today to finish the newsletter. Originally, I thought we had to get it (and the other materials we’ll need for the Second National People of Color Environmental Leadership Summit) to the copier last night in order to take them with us on Tuesday. Somewhere in the middle of yesterday, I realized this wasn’t true. If we get our materials to the copier today, we will still get the copies by the end of the day Monday. I’ll just pretend it was good planning. And, as of this moment, I am 90 percent done.
The logistics saga continued to have its ups and downs yesterday. The bus went from comfy to crowded again, as we lost a few people (some because of fears about the sniper and others because they decided they didn’t want to get into Washington, D.C., at 2:30 Wednesday morning) but gained some others. We also spent a bit of time shifting people around between rooms. This involved putting names and preferences on sticky notes and physically shifting people around until we had arrangements that we thought people could live with. This was complicated, because the hotel has two options for each room: a king-sized bed and a cot or two full-sized beds. We’re planning to put three people per room. Some people will probably bring sleeping bags. I’m sure the interns will. Teenagers get kind of weird about sharing rooms, let alone beds. And teenage boys? Forget it. Still, I’m sure it will all work out.
I intend to spend the rest of the day calling people and putting together my workshop for the summit. I still haven’t been able to contact everyone I want to participate but I’m pretty sure that all of them will be attending the summit. Maybe if I just corral them when I get there, I’ll actually have a workshop.
Things are pretty quiet at the moment. It’s lunchtime. Yesterday’s lunch topics ranged from a brief discussion of a community group that called us for help to swimming to quantum physics.
I’m looking forward to a quiet weekend in preparation for the madness that will be next week. Aside from the usual weekend chores, I only have three things on my agenda. First we have an early Saturday morning work shift out at the community-supported organic farm (Good Earth CSA) we belong to. Second, we have a Sunday afternoon visit to the circus. What did I forget? Oh yes. Third, I have to finish up the workshop for the summit.
Whew. The week’s almost over — and I never did panic. Well, not much, anyway.