Monday, November 16, 2009

Treed

When I worked in the restaurant industry, they used to say you were "in the weeds" when you were totally bogged down by the 400 tasks you had to perform instantaneously. I remember chanting to myself what I had to juggle so it all wouldn't fall apart. "4 Peristyle Salads, 1 Pear Tart, 1 Choco Tart, 2 Crab Sal, 2 Sorbets, 4 Carpaccio..." When I had to run to the back of the kitchen to the small freezer that held the sorbets, I would look longingly at the back door that was so tantalizingly close to the freezer. I'd think about how it would feel to walk out that door into the night, letting those 400 tasks drift away. When you were really deep "in the weeds" you were "treed." The weeds had grown into trees. I'm feeling a bit like that right now. Holidays rapidly approaching, a secret trip post-holidays (well, secret only to Kidlet), school ramping up to the end of semester madness...whew. I'll write when I'm out of the trees.

4 comments:

Madre Adoptiva said...

I've got a chainsaw you could borrow! :D Hang in there... sling a rope over a branch and make a swing.

vanessa/NessieNoodle said...

sometimes you can see more when you are up high in the tree tops... hopefully you can slow down enough to enjoy the view.
hugs!

likeschocolate said...

Hang in there I totally understand! Hope it thins out soon!

Cate said...

unh. hunh. this all sounds familiar, ani. sending you a hug to get through it (bet they never did that in the restaurant industry.). deep breath. try to enjoy yourself and find the little bits of joy in all that chaos and work.