10:15 p.m. The bad feelings began last night, lying in bed thinking about work and how insignificant I feel. Reviewing my last two weeks, I feel like I've been running around the office with its head chopped off. I sat at my desk everyday, writing and rewriting 'to do' lists that usually involved contacting people I didn't know.

Major self doubt. I fell asleep quite early, to my surprise, and slept rather fitfully (again, to my surprise).

Shit hit the fan when I received a call from the Rec Centre. The original date for the Pull For Kids had to be moved. Had to. I only had three confirmed teams and a bunch of cranky police and fire fighters. Apparently the date was moved from April to June back in March. Now it's moved to September.

Anywho, last week I tried to work out a September date with the Rec. We wanted September 10 but they already had something booked. Any days after that included a $700 rink covering fee. Fine. Tentatively September 24.

Got a call this morning saying that the date wouldn't work. In fact, none of the dates would work because the fire trucks are too heavy for the ice covering.
I was also informed that if we cancelled our original booking (instead of rebooking) we'd be hit with the rental fee. Ouch!

Had a redundant meeting with my boss to go over the team list from last year and she finally confirmed that the date had to move. September 10 - where ever.

Fortunately there was a venue available - at the Aud. The Pull was held there 2 years ago.

Through out the day, my boss and I received hasty emails about the change. Blah blah blah. My boss said she'll look like the 'bad cop' and make me the 'good cop' by taking all the blame for the mess we're in(although neither of us really shouldn't take any of it...our predecessors did squat).

Long story short we look completely disorganized. Our top fund raising team from last year is bailing this year due to some discrepancies with the timing of the race and the poor publicity they received for being the top team. Not exactly good PR.

Tonight there was supposed to be a captains rally but that went to shit when no one showed. Marj and I used the time well, though. I wish we had the meeting my first week I started. Now she knows what's going on. Only this evening do I feel I have some direction and support. We tried to brainstorm ways to recruit new teams and build contacts.

But things need to get worse before they get better.

It was just one of those days.

n@s