Every fiber of my being wants to skip this today, but here I am, facing the blank screen again. I feel sure I won't write anything worthwhile, but maybe it is just good practice to be here, to fill the space with words whether I feel like it or not. Or maybe there is something much, much better I could be doing with this time. We'll never know.
The big thing on my mind seems to be work. We are having some negotiations over my salary, and it is really stressing me out. I don't know why exactly, except that it feels as if the tone has changed. Until now, things have been very casual. But now, they feel more formal. The board is worried about how my pay compares with other non-profits our size. Considering that we are tiny, I'm concerned that they'll discover that the normal pay range is something far below what I'm willing to work for. And then where will I be? I don't know. I feel pretty sure that their number one priority is to keep me. But it feels so odd to have to argue for my salary. I don't like it one bit.
I also want to write about our possibly imminent adoption of a dog, but maybe we'll do that Monday. The words are just not coming easy today.