I drove home from Charlevoix tonight after two donor visits, and it was winter-weather-advisory snowy on US-23. Not slippery, which was good, but the billions of snowflakes significantly impaired my vision. Everything was brighter, because of all that glittery surface area. Everything was illuminated.
Last week I was in Chicago, this week was up north (the first time I've driven there and back in a day...) and I'm just so tired. Hopefully it will slow down after Christmas, but I know it actually won't. Wishful thinking. Talking with donors is fun, but I feel like no one wants to give. I'm talking to the wrong people. Where are the magical donors who will track you down and follow you to the ends of the earth to hand you check after personal check of million dollar gifts??? I guess I don't have that list.
Just tired. A sandwich for dinner on the road. Beautiful snowfall outside that I am too tired to go see. Maybe my Christmas miracle will be a couple minutes of watching snow from somewhere, preferably not on the highway.
I do love UM though for their season days - a big hell yes for working at a University.
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