Writing In The Joy of the Lord....Imperfectly

Mar. 26, 2008

Adventures in Ad Sales

What a wild ride it is in ad sales! I joined the TOS team last month, with the Spring 2008 deadline breathing down our necks. We are all racing toward the finish line, a team in motion. It has been so exciting to see how so many on the team are getting phenomenal sales - it is very motivational! (somehow, I feel more like I am stumbling toward it - but I will get it eventually!) As we try and keep contacting folks with the hours spinning quickly by, I put chicken breasts on to cook, threw potatoes in the microwave (don't tell anyone) and ran upstairs to keep calling. I sent Emily down to check on the chicken and flip it. She did. All was well. I finally reached a client I have been trying to reach and have a great conversation. I begin to smell something. My office is upstairs, and if I can smell a burnt smell upstairs...oh my! So I got off the phone and sent daughter Emily down to flip the meat as I make notations in the database. I notice the burnt smell getting worse and shudder to think of a decimated dinner. I finish and run downstairs. My favorite pan is blackened. Inside my beloved pan, miraculously are three relatively edible chicken breasts that look like they survived one of our fires from back home in California. All around is charcoal, but somehow, they might still make dinner. I dread the taste, and run back upstairs to make a few more calls, instructing Emily to finish making dinner (Should have had her do the whole thing to begin with - which she is until we get past deadline!) I am continuing to play the phone game that is so often part of my day, trying to find just the right person at the right college or university. I have been going through a voice mail system and am almost to the gentleman I need, and the dog bursts in. ClaraBaughn is truly a princess, but she has this quirkly little habit around dinnertime....she runs around in circles and pants if we forget to feed her. I am on the phone to CA, hubby just got home, and her GIRL is cleaning up a mess. All of the humans forgot to feed her and she is up here to tattle. ClaraBaughn goes GREEN! Don't all cockers love their collards??? (last week - not today!!) She tattles by breathing hard and crashing through the office, the message is getting closer and closer to the beep, and ClaraBaughn is getting louder and louder. I can't catch her before it is time to leave a message. My husband figures out what is going on and tries to catch her, and get her out of the office, she is still spinning in perfectly cocker spaniely coiffed circles and breathing hard. It took me a minute to get to the beep in this particular voice mail - do I hang up NOW? Hubby got her out the door and was shutting it, as I began to leave a message. In this general comedy of errors, as I leave my bright sunny message about our Spring specials, ClaraBaughn  managed to spin around and leap back through the door, knocking over a set of decorative stacking boxes. Holding in my laughter, I finished leaving my phone number, hung up and hubby and I about died laughing. Adventures in ad sales! You would never know I am passionate about organic cooking and am about to debut a website full of healthy cooking! During final ad sale week - it is microwave potatoes and burnt chicken. LOL!

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