We had a banner year for Girl Scout Cookie sales this year. Feeling pressure to perform as a new member of our troop, I really pushed sales. We dressed Sophie up in her cute Brownie uniform vest, brushed her hair, practiced our speech and hit four offices downtown: my current firm, my old firm, my favorite client and my favorite brother's office. And we cleaned up. 253 boxes sold!
Then pick-up day came. What I'd gotten myself into really hadn't hit me until pick-up. We arrived at our troop leaders house and the kids and I filed in to pick up our cookies. Our troop leader pointed to an entire wall of cookies in her living room and said, "those are yours." Huh? Which ones? "All of them" she said (laughing).
So, we loaded them into the SUV and I signed my receipt - agreeing to be on the hook for over $1,000 of GS cookies. And it's been stressing me out since then. Just driving around with $1,000 worth of cookies is stressful. On top of that is the overwhelming task of delivering the cookies and gathering all that money. And then to just add insult to injury, this unseasonally warm weather has thrown me for a loop. I suddenly realized the cookies were likely melting yesterday afternoon. I sprinted out to my car and pulled it into the garage. Phew!
Today I started the delivery process. I may be smart enough to practice law, but I am not sure I'm smart enough to organize the logistics of delivering 253 boxes of cookies to 4 offices and over 55 people. So far, I have delivered the wrong cookies, I have shorted someone and I am evidently not good at making change.
And I've been sweating.
I hope to be done tomorrow. My personal goal is to resist eating an entire sleeve of thin mints in any single sitting. Over two sittings? Well, maybe. That seems reasonable. Just not in one sitting.
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