The Willows

A door has been opened. I've been given a sweet opportunity to be something big. The nerves are there. The butterflies are doing their thing. But the giddyness has overtaken them both. Let me explain.

I work at The Willows Golf & Country Club in Saskatoon, one of the swankiest places to golf or hold a function in the city. I love it. Seriously. Out of any job I've ever had, I really feel that this is it. I've found my niche. It's a really neat place. It's luxurious, it's very people-oriented, everyone I work with is fantastic, and let's be honest, it's just plain pretty. (both of the pics on this post are of The Willows - the first being the clubhouse I work in and the second being part of the golf course) I started last September and have been working in the office, doing reception,

invoicing, (you name it) ever since. Life's been good. Another perk is the fact that Warren and I live in Stonebridge, which is literally 3 minutes away from this place. Love it.

So anyway, I was recently offered a very different, higher-up position. And.......I took it. You are now reading the blog of the new Events Coordinator at the Willows. Eeeeekkkk!!! I know. I'm freaking out. So what this means is a few things. Any and all functions, events, weddings, meetings, banquets, and parties go through me. I'm the one who sits down with the bride-to-be and her mom and goes through all of the possibilities, the planning and the ideas for her big day. I'm the one who meets with the president of a big corporation to plan out his big annual meeting to be held at our clubhouse. I'm the one who coordinates and juggles 5 different events within one day. Once again, Eeeeekkkk!!! Last week was my first week and I gotta say, it's a big learning curve. I was so tired after each day. But you know what? I'm diggin' it. I'm ready for the challenge. I'm able to really be creative in this new position too, which is a very good thing. This is gonna be great and I feel very lucky and blessed. I'm waitin' on summer and a new golf season to start. Hope they're ready for me.*

The Thaw

Let me just say that I am one happy girl with the way things are shaping up outside. Um hmm. I look out the window and guess what I see? Water. Lots and lots of water. The snow has begun its melt and where I normally would find it in me to gripe about the soupiness and mud surrounding our poor little house, I am bound and determined to smile about it. This year, my attitude will be different. That's right.

I've been at my wits' end this past month at the ridiculous amount of snow and the freezing temps that continue to hit us hard out here in the prairies. Swear words. Actual, full on swear words have graced my thoughts many days. Mostly because I'm beyond tired of my long walk up to the clubhouse from staff parking at work where I basically feel like my face is gonna break off each morning. And even if I wanted to cry, I couldn't because my tears would freeze and we all know that would be a disaster.

BUT, finally, I think I'm seeing the light at the end of the tunnel. Bring on the mud! Bring on the floods! It's all part of the process to what I would consider a very happy ending. Warren and I have wondered if we should invest in a canoe so I can paddle my way to work. Hee hee. Ah well, I am ready for some warmth and sunshine. I can hardly wait for spring. It's killing me.*