I like to keep this blog happy and upbeat, generally speaking.
But today, I'm sad that our office is a little emptier than last week. Jillian Asplund, our trusty Gallery Director, is on maternity leave starting today. Her baby is due this week! She'll be away from FCP until March.
But today, I'm sad that our office is a little emptier than last week. Jillian Asplund, our trusty Gallery Director, is on maternity leave starting today. Her baby is due this week! She'll be away from FCP until March.
We're all very happy for Jill and Craig and their new family member, of course. They're amazing people and they'll make excellent parents. And we can't wait to meet their new addition. But I'm also a little selfish and am sad sad sad that she's not here gracing our offices with her patented smile and quirky humor.
Each morning, I arrive in the offices here usually at about 8:30am after dropping off Riley for school. I open my computer, put my things in place, and begin reviewing emails and phone messages. Right at 9:00am, Jillian pops in the door and does mostly the same thing. We say hello and sometimes have a few business items to discuss, and sometimes just chat. It's part of the routine.
I've been here almost 3 years, and I'm kinda used to that little morning exchange. So I got a little sad this morning, coming in and setting up for the day, knowing that my morning exchange with Jill would not be happening.
But I couldn't help from sending her a text to let her know that I was thinking of her.
Each morning, I arrive in the offices here usually at about 8:30am after dropping off Riley for school. I open my computer, put my things in place, and begin reviewing emails and phone messages. Right at 9:00am, Jillian pops in the door and does mostly the same thing. We say hello and sometimes have a few business items to discuss, and sometimes just chat. It's part of the routine.
I've been here almost 3 years, and I'm kinda used to that little morning exchange. So I got a little sad this morning, coming in and setting up for the day, knowing that my morning exchange with Jill would not be happening.
But I couldn't help from sending her a text to let her know that I was thinking of her.
By Flagstaff
