What’s a Self-fulfilling Prophecy Anyway? From Coffee Hour @ Chicklit Power

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When the alarm went off last Wednesday at 5:30, I groaned out loud, realizing that while my body had rested, my mind had run all night long. 🙂 🙁 🙂  That’s how it is more often than not the week of an event. Anyway, I was pretty tired but pressed my “automatic” button and after my quiet time, a little bit of office time, and getting little Bryden ready for the day and situated with daycare, I was off to work.

One of the first things I do as I make my way to the freeway is call my self-adopted mom. I love to talk with her every day and this day was no different. We caught up with the events in each of our yesterdays. Towards the end of our conversation, I asked her to pray for me because it had been over a week since I had been on my court reporting machine and I didn’t know how I was going to keep up with this particular attorney. And then I stopped myself as I realized what I had said. I quickly did a “rewind,” wishing I could swallow the words that had come out.

“Mom, I can’t believe I just said that, especially since I’m in the midst of this self-fulfilling prophecy series! Here’s what I really meant to say: ‘I’m going to write so well today that I’m going to be able to send the file on over to my scoper before I even leave the office!”

“Well, all right then,” Mom replied.

We finished up our call and by that time I had pulled into the parking lot of the attorney’s office. I got my equipment all set up and ready, exchanging idle chit-chat with the attorneys and then we were on the record. I leaned back and did my thing.

And here’s the crazy truth: At the end of the day – we were only on the record about three and a half hours – I had over a couple hundred thousand strokes and only 36 un-translated words! And the blessing for changing my words was two-fold: They needed an expedited transcript so I had to have it to them the next day by 5:00 p.m.!

When everyone had left, I went through the job quickly to fix the un-translated words, backed the job up and then e-mailed it to my scoper and headed home and it wasn’t until I left the office that I remembered the words I had said to mom on the way to work.

Oh to have more of those positive self-fulfilling prophecies!

Blessed,

Evinda

 

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