Goals for Friday

I haven’t picked my perfect posting day for writing. This week it’s Friday.

There’s something overwhelming about everything finally coming together. Like lying on a surf board and leaning back to let a swelling wave lift you 5 or 10 feet higher and sliding down its back into the deeper ocean. Ok, I got this. A little intimidating, but I got it.

I was waiting, overwhelmed with my semester’s ambiguity. Advanced Video canceled, Journalism of Conscience waitlisted. But the wave swelled up, and Monday evening I got a for-sure nod from NBC News Channel: quit your job, Mallie, you have an internship!

Tuesday morning I finagled my way into Covering Capitol Hill without the prerequisite. That night, the much-anticipated email popped up: I won a seat in Journalism of Conscience.

Whew, but I’m in the deeper ocean. I can’t quite see the bottom. Ok, but I got this.

I went to fill out paperwork at NBC yesterday. I followed the Managing Editor through a hallway of editing studios, creative energy and sound bites floating out of each doorway. In the main studio, televisions mounted around the room and stacked on cubicle desks added to the symphony of activity.

As I filled out my emergency contact information, bright lights flashed on behind me. I turned and saw a woman one cubicle-aisle over standing on a stool, reading about the housing market into a giant studio camera. I smirked. Am I cheating? THIS will be my work environment?

So now I know. Next week starts everything.

Before I get lost in the chaos of balancing school, internship, marriage and friendships, I have Friday. My last day off before the storm. Here are my goals:

1. Edit TASER article, find a new ending…
2. Edit/rework California Donor Transplant Network stories
3. Finish my thank-you notes for wedding gifts (I’m late)