Yesterday I was supposed to host a lunch meeting of the outgoing and incoming executive of the Halton Peel Communications Association. When we set the date six weeks ago it seemed like the right thing to do. Everyone would be just back or just going on holidays. We are all sole proprietors, entrepreneurs involved in communications of some sort. We can take some time for a lunch while we budget for our new year of activities for the association. There would be some networking, budgeting, eating and some fun.
The yard at my house is boasting a new patio. Yesterday the weather was great for a meeting -al fresco. Several hearty summer salads and fresh fruit and berries were ready for munching. Summer is usually slow anyway, right?
Wrong. The meeting never happened. We had to postpone it. One after another, messages were exchanged “sorry got a paying gig,” “business has been flat, but a former client called and wants a meeting today,” “I’m up against a wall here.” The night before I landed another large project and I began to think that I should be working instead of hosting this meeting. So we postponed the meeting due to work commitments of our members.
If the executive of HPCA is an indicator, business is on the upswing and there won’t be many lazy days this summer. We are all busy. We know our priorities. Volunteer activities have to get bumped occasionally. We’ve rescheduled the meeting. The leftovers – that’s another story. They will get eaten eventually but I drew the line at couscous salad for breakfast.
