I'm glad it's Saturday. Yesterday was a hard day and I am still grumpy about several things.

This was the day that Meredith and I had to finish up the grant that was due by 5:00--postmarked and emailed--and then I was going to talk to her about some of the other things on my list. She has been working hard all week and pretty much doing it all--not wanting to delegate anything, since she's the director and it's her job. All of which I totally understand and I have plenty to do myself for now. She has also been driving back and forth to Gwinnett County where they are staying with her Mom and starting to move things here to an apartment. And not eating and sleeping. Needless to say, she crashed and burned yesterday afternoon. She was green and had to get her husband to come take her home about 3. The grant was supposedly done and I just needed to mail it and email it after looking it over once more. The biggest problem was that both she and the Board president were supposed to sign it and she had not noticed that? I was reluctant to call her and the Board president did not respond to my phone call. I had Amanda read it over and made some small corrections to typos. Then I saved it and could not find it anywhere. I went into panic mode. I had Jaron call the post office and it turned out they closed at 4:30. I didn't have the actual instructions for submitting the grant, like the address. I tried to log onto Meredith's computer, but she has changed the password--again, her prerogative, but... I found what I needed, printed it, signed it, emailed it...and hand delivered it to ACTION, Inc. before 5. I don't feel as confident as I would like that everything was done right. It was a very stressful couple of hours and I realized in the process that I have managed to avoid that sort of experience for the most part. Working with other people does not allow me the degree of control I need to avoid it, but I will certainly do the best I can.

Ray and I were planning to play racquetball, but it was 5 before I picked him up, and my cell phone had died. Apparently the iPhone needs charging a lot more often than my last few phones. We did go to Ramsey, parked, and stood in line to go in, but there were no racquetball courts, naturally. And we didn't have much time anyway. Sometimes we might have changed and walked on the indoor track, but we were trying to get to the Fellowship by 6:30. We just walked back to the car and drove to a restaurant we hadn't tried in Five Points. We sat next to the Posses and chatted with them. The food was excellent and we were through by 6:15. I had a hot toddy and it was good. It had turned cold again, although not below freezing.

At the Fellowship we watched a film made by C Reed, the sister of member Lee and sister-in-law of Clela. It was preceded by wine and cheese. I wasn't feeling very chatty and mostly kept to myself. Ray was racing around helping set up the sound system. There was a great turnout. The sanctuary was almost full and there were quite a few from the gay and lesbian community, as well as foster care advocates from DFCS and CASA. The movie is about a gay couple, one of the men a UU minister, who adopt 5 children, most of whom have been in many foster homes. One had 3 failed adoptions...two sets of African-American brothers and one Hispanic child. The movie said his Mom came across the border and then left him in the hospital. I wish I knew the other side to that story. Anyway, they are awesome guys and it was sad to see the difficulties the boys had because they have 2 Dads. They moved several times, in part because that is what ministers do, but also because they were looking for a more accepting community. I believe they are now in San Francisco--with 5 teenagers! The Dads are probably in their 50s--they were together 20 years before adopting them.

One of the hard things is that C's husband was the director (she is a cultural anthropologist) and they worked on it together for about 6 years before he died somewhat suddenly of cancer. She finished the movie and has been traveling around showing it. This is her last planned showing and I don't know what she will do now. She is staying in Athens for a while. Their daughters are grown. Clela has been accepted into the Peace Corps (hard to do for people over 60) and will be leaving in a few months, so maybe C will stay with her brother for a while.

When we got home, the Captain was still up. They had gone to a 4:30 showing of Avatar (in 3-D) and then gotten takeout dinner on the way home at the meatball place. I had been looking forward to seeing that all together, although they are certainly entitled to go on their own.

I am looking forward to some physical activity today and some relaxation. I hope it works out.