Last night about midnight I shot out of bed. I realized that I forgot to pick up the bulletins for Sunday services. It was one of those days where I had about 25 things to do and the email Jason sent me never made it onto my scribbled “to do” list. Ugh, we kind of need that for services on Sunday.
I stumbled through the darkness and turned on the computer to try to find the Romeo Printing Company website. They don’t have one. Then I finally found a listing for them on Google with their phone number.
Wouldn’t you know my luck? They aren’t open on Saturday’s. I went back to bed making a mental list of what I would have to do to fix this problem:
- I’d go over to the church.
- Print a new batch.
- Bring home the cutter.
- Cut and fold them myself.
- Tell Jason on Monday morning.
Before our traditional pancake breakfast I ventured over to the church. On the way, I saw a light on in the back of the print shop. (small town!) I thought, “what are the chances that someone is working this morning? Pretty good!” So I go to the front door and bang. Nothing. A few more minutes of banging louder. Nothing. Crap! There is a light on but I don’t see anyone way back in the shop. My last chance is to call the office one more time. (Having flashbacks to working solo on Saturday’s at BlueCross.) On about the 4th ring I see someone going for the phone. Saved! I run to the back door and he gives me the bulletins.
It may seem like a pretty small thing to be excited about. But it just worked out better that the original set was available. What a relief.
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