do I work too much?

I had a rather disturbing dream last night. First of all, allow me to preface by explaining that I am responsible for the Sunday morning Guide, the bulletin that is given to everyone that walks in the door. In my dream, the Guide has mysteriously gone horribly, horribly wrong.

We were all called into a meeting led by the pastor (and by "all," I mean ALL--everyone who has ever had any semi-important influence in the church). The pastor begins speaking with a grave expression, asking, "Who can explain what happened with this week's Guide?" The room goes quiet. Apparently everyone knew what he was talking about except me, and I'm supposed to be the one "in charge."

At this point I'm getting very nervous. I'm wondering what could have possibly gone so terribly wrong between the designing and the final product. I kept going back over all the steps in my mind, trying to remember if something had been wrong or if I had missed something. I asked the people around me what the pastor was talking about, but they were too ashamed to talk about it. I start to panic.

Finally, to my utter horror, the pastor holds up this week's Guide. It nothing short of a train wreck. For starters, the graphics had somehow gone completely and totally awry. Instead of looking like the posters for "The Battle," it looked like awful Christmas wrapping paper. Cheesy, red and green, tacky, the whole nine yards. Everyone just stares at me...wondering what the heck I was thinking. I tried to argue that this was DEFINITELY not my doing, and that the last time I had seen the Guide it looked perfect, but no one seems to hear me or believe me.

As if that alone wasn't bad enough, nothing is where it is supposed to be. The announcements are scattered all over the place in no particular order or format, the guest registration card is on the wrong panel, the sermon notes insert is not even there, and the offering numbers are totally wrong. It was a pretty sorry sight.

In my dream all I kept asking myself was "How could this happen??" How could I have missed such huge mistakes? How did no one catch them before they arrived in people's hands on Sunday? Why did the printer not show me a proof before they printed? How did this happen??

I woke up panicking until I slowly realized that it was just a dream. Pretty sad when you're having nightmares about the weekly Sunday bulletin. Do I work too much?