Unexpected Red Tape

So yesterday was supposed to be an easy day. I had done the work for both of my classes (yay for being prepared). Navigators was a prayer walk, so no prep work for praise band. Everything was going to be peaches and cream.

And then I woke up to my life. I got back from my first class (so by 11:00 AM everything is still going good) and Kyle calls me. He says that at the Salley front desk there’s a stack of paperwork that needs to be filled out by 5 PM else there’ll be no Honors Reception on Saturday. Perfect. I should have known. Evidently you need to fill out a special event permit before you can… have a special event on campus. As far as I know we haven’t ever had a special event on campus; usually they’re at the Special Complex or the Wirgau’s or something like that. So some of it is easy stuff. But I don’t know about three things on there. So I call Paul, the man with the plan. No answer. Try him at home and at work. Nope. I decide to walk to his work (it’s the on-campus police dept). He’s out for the day at the dentist. Son of a gun.

It’s getting to be about time to go to my second class. I have a 1-page paper due in there, so I have to at least make an appearance. So I drop off my paper and skip class. *gasp*

So I go to the union and begin to call everyone I know who might know something. Dave and Joel are both at some conference, and so they both aren’t there. The Wirgau home line is busy, so no Martha. JD doesn’t know what I need to know. But while I’m on the phone with JD, Paul calls me up, soar mouth and all. He tells me what I need to know (he had to go hunting for some of it), and I manage to get the thing turned in by 4:35.

Navs goes great. Prayer walking is good stuff. Me and Jon walked over to Dodd/Williams/Diffenbaugh area, praying for our majors. Interceding for your campus is tough but you know you’re praying prayers that God wants to answer, so you feel pretty confident when you speak.

We get back and find that the FSU basketball team turned a 14-point halftime defecit until a 9-point overtime win over 11th ranked UNC. I had wanted to go to that game, but you can’t have everything.

Sleep was good. Waking up wasn’t. First thing I find out is that we aren’t going to get our purchase order to get food at Publix. So for the second straight month, paperwork from Student Government has messed up our planning. We’ll still get the food, but we’ll have to use parking money again, and that’s not what we wanted to use that money for.

I have to wash all my fancy stuff today so they’ll be ready for the reception tomorrow. Gotta knock ‘em dead baby!