Not this again....

Oh just marvelous, six months to go and I will be riding the rails - AND I WILL HAVE TO TALK TO ALL THOSE PEOPLE!  This is worse than last July.  This time they expect me to know something - now the crunch begins, I can't fake it any longer.

Wait, wait, five months to go and I will be in self imposed training.  This time on-board the "Geology Train."  I have to remember 10 hours of lecture about rocks, dirt and stuff - NO WAY!






 

No, that isn't right!  Four months to go and the first docent meeting will take place in Chama around Memorial Day.  Maybe I can hide in the corner and be real quiet that way no one will notice me.  I will hide in plain sight.

No! It's not this bad.

So last night I dug through all my research material just trying to find a reference to the use of Mormons during construction of the San Juan Extension.  Have you ever tried to find a single reference to one word in hundreds, nay Thousands, of pages of reference material.  Three hours later, no luck - this is an inauspicious start.  I have a raging case of worry as usual - fantastic.




I stopped for a while to spend some quality time watching a classic flik - "Mystery Men".  I felt like an unfortunate mirror of "Mr. Furious" - Frustration building, unease building, worry building, anxiety building, PANIC! 

I am certain everything will work out o.k. in the end and then I will be at peace - maybe...