Dog tired

I am dog tired. I worked so hard on my YW lesson for yesterday--"Choosing a Vocation." I worked harder on that lesson than on any other lesson I've ever given in my entire life--hours and hours and hours. I've taught Gospel Doctrine for nine years, Primary, Laurels when I was Laurel advisor, and Relief Society, and I don't recall EVER spending this much time on a lesson. Ever. I've never been more elated for a lesson to be behind me than I am about this lesson. I thought the lesson was just OK. I'm not allowing myself to be disappointed about it, that it wasn't EXCELLENT for all the time invested. Thank Heaven it is over. Thank Heaven I don't give a lesson for another three months and next time when it is my turn, I have a normal topic--thank goodness. In addition to all this, we had more young women in attendance than we have ever had in my experience. We had four visitors, fourteen young women from our rolls, two advisors, two other presidency members, and we met combined. If L hadn't been ill, we would have had fifteen! Wow. We had more interruptions that we have ever had before. We had to have interviews for baptisms for the dead during that time because we go this Friday, so about every two minutes, someone was coming into or leaving the room--for a total of about fourteen times--plus we had several people poke their heads in to ask something. I am finding that I spend so much more time in preparation for lessons and activities than it takes for the lesson or activity itself. What a calling. I think I will be living my life in dog years while I'm in this calling.