A stressful past couple of weeks, hopefully taking a turn for the better
Every other week, James and myself switch off editorials. It’s a task that can haunt you if you have the oh so familiar writers block.
These past couple of weeks I don’t feel any “creative juices” flowing as I just feel they were drained from me. Maybe it’s the lack of sleep, or maybe it’s taking on more than I can handle. I can stare at a blank sheet of paper only for so long before my mind starts to run down a task list and I am once again distracted from the editorial I sat down to write. So forgive me for my lack of witty advice or sarcastic writing.
If you read my column then you know that my husband and I have recently bought a house. Beautiful to the untrained eye, but a nightmare at times. Everyone says that when your warranty is up, that’s when everything breaks…well I think the previous home owners knew their “warranty” was about up. So far, we have had not one washer, but two washers break on us and the second one was fixed twice after we bought it, a leaky sink, our dishwasher went out, our loan money was “sent to the wrong insurance address” and finally gobs and gobs of phone calls to get everything fixed pretty much occupied my free time. It wasn’t as bad as it sounds, it was just mainly frustrating trying to get everything back on track after they fell off. “Welcome to being a homeowner.” I can’t tell you how many times I have heard that this month, and it certainly doesn’t help things get better knowing that it seems to happen to everyone.
Thankfully the dishwasher was on the recall list for a part and was fixed quickly, and with our second washer we purchased an extended warranty to make sure we covered everything. But at the same time all of this was taking place, Bob Simmons, our Managing Editor, was going through his own struggles….far, far worse than mine. After over a week in the hospital and being transferred several times, Bob is finally back home (well, staying with his brother, Joe) and recovering, but I will let him tell that story.
Here in the newsroom we learned that our jobs are easily done within the span of an eight hour shift (on a good day), but covering the events and emails that Bob usually did was a whole other story and even more added stress.
I have a type A personality. I like to plan and know what is going to happen for the day (and farther in advance if possible), and not knowing what was going to happen day to day sent me into a small panic attack. I felt like so much was on my plate and I just couldn’t catch a break…not even at home.
One of the most stressful parts of covering Bob’s usual events was that I cannot read a basketball scorecard to save my life. I understand baseball and softball, but I couldn’t tell you how to read the scribbles on the page for basketball. Thankfully we had help to get the news into the paper and we tried our best to cover as much as we could, but of course it’s just not as good as Bob would have done with his love of the sports. So forgive us if some events weren’t covered.
Fingers crossed that Bob makes it back to the office soon in perfect health…it’s just not the same without him.
By Kristen Harris