{Is It Coming To An End Soon?}

I'm exhausted. We're exhausted.

Too much going on at the same time. Preparing for our annual graduation, a 500 table fund raising dinner, an evening meeting, a 3-day seminar and preparing for the launch of a new programme.

On top of all that, the office is in a mess. We just moved in to our new unit, we have boxes everywhere. We are half packed because part of the cabinets were just installed over the last two days. The smell of the silcon was choking. The noise from the drill, vacuum cleaner and hammer were all going on at the same time on Wednesday morning, in the very same small office that we're in. Ouch. Headache.

In the midst of the noise, the mess, work runs at full speed. Meetings after meetings, in the office and outside the office. Schedules to plan, events to prepare, letters to write, programmes to arrange, publicity materials to work on, hotel reservations, calls that are absolutely frustrating, endless emails to reply etc etc etc... Everything is urgent. Everything needs to be done now. Everything is a red light flashing.

Don't people usually stop for a few days to pack and get the office back in shape before work continues. How can we function at full speed as if we've never moved? It's so frustrating working like that.

Everyone stationed in the office is exhausted and not in the best of moods. 3 ladies to pack, move and unpack an entire office. It almost sounds ridiculous. Everyone's a lil touchy, a lil sensitive, a lil frustrated.

The good thing is, at the end of each day, we end with a smile, we laugh it off and everyone's united to get things moving once again.

Thank God for T who came in last week to help with the move. The only guy who came to help us, 3 ladies.Thank God for P. She is practically the only person packing the remaining half of the office while S and I run around like headless chickens to attend to everything else.

We need more hands, less mouth. Talk is cheap.