Starting the day with my to-do list of calls to be made after the holiday, errands to be run, and the kids coming about lunchtime, I could believe that this was just going to be another day of growing in this new lifestyle. Nothing could be further from the truth.
The calls to reinforce my desire to volunteer with the new computer based SHARE program launch went well, and I got Dea Wilkins' email address so I could ensure she got mine. The call to Middleton to find out what is going on with their management change, and what is happening to their service on my three different functions that I bought, thinking they would be under one roof (turns out their management change resulted in splitting the different functions up, and I was going to be contacted by three different coordinators now).
The reminder was to ask Pat Sheckler for some time to do some sorting about how best to work out my commitment of time to HRBlock. Much to my surprise, I realized that the changes that I knew were coming in Block had reached down to the District Manager level, and Pat is now apparently taking care of her dogs and has more time to spend with her nieces and nephews. I confirmed who was safe in the changes, and called Al to see if he would be available to meet with the Team on the 15th. More news of changes. Al and Mike will be in meetings that day -- and there is also some change happening in how the TOSC is going to be organized. Things are apparently not far enough along to know what that means.
So I got the word out to the Team, and already have three responses. I stressed it would be a good thing for us to get together, pool whatever information we have, and discuss some strategies for dealing with the changes that are coming -- particularly since BLOCK may have different ideas about using the resource of our Team.
And in the midst of all this (before lunch, even) I placed a call for my bereavement counselor, since she took so long returning my first call, and seemed to not have received my second message to give me a call. At that point, I was questioning whether and how I wanted to continue with her services.
So last night, as I wrote in this journal, I wondered if perhaps there was some stability coming and I could see more clearly the road ahead. Tonight I realize that road is even clearer, and it is named change. Decided, Oh Well, since I got started on this road very reluctantly, I now have the opportunity to welcome the journey, and realize that assumed plans don't always follow the presumed pattern, but will always involve change -- most often unexpected.
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