I’m in an odd place right now, a place that shouldn’t be a big deal, but to me is it. I am starting to see my goal of hosting a summer camp for kids with OCD turn into a reality. People are talking, emails are sending, progress is being made. But on the horizon a cloud looms. And the cloud is a phone call.
Yes, a phone call. You mean the thing that people have done for over 50 years? Why, yes, yes I do mean that.
But haven’t you been making phone calls your whole life? Yes, of course… Well kind of… not really.
In reality, I avoid phone calls like I avoid eggs. I do try to only call those I know, and even those calls I keep to a minimum. Why can’t we just email? Or meet in person? Or send a letter? Or owl? All of these seem like awesome options.
Nope. I have to call, and I am the one doing the dialing. What if I call in the middle of dinner? (Well, that’s not plausible since it’s an office number) What if I dial wrong? What if we both can’t hear and we have to redial 5 times (which has happened before)? How am I supposed to take notes and talk and hold the phone and listen and process and be professional all at the same time? I mean I’m pretty decent at multitasking, but the extent of my multitasking is playing Tetris and watching SNL all while petting the dog and eating a Thin Mint. You wish you could do that.
But I realize the importance of this call, and calls in general. And I will make the call. But calling is scary, but so is starting a summer camp. But I do believe that it will all be worth it in the end.
Until next time, have a good week. Make the call. Reply to emails. I’m going to go attempt to dial now.
Totally kidding on the last part; I’m not ready yet.