Tuesday, March 21st, 1989

Today was a mess. It started well—I had to wake up early, because the centaurs in the Forbidden Forest wished for a meeting at some point when they could still read the stars for this day during the conversation, but that is not an unusual request for a meeting with the herd, and they had arranged this through Hagrid two weeks ago. I pulled out the memory for my pensive, and watched it again as I had breakfast in my office—we managed to deal with the concerns that where the purpose of the meeting, but there were mentions of giants spiders that seemed off. I need to look into it as soon as I have time.

Before breakfast also included a meeting with Minerva about everything going on in Hogwarts while I've been away. After breakfast came meetings with Sybil, Poppy and Irma. I must remember that I authorized the large bulk order of basic potions supplies and increased potions plants for the greenhouse for Poppy to requisition to make and increase her on-hand potion supply. I also need to request Severus' assistance for her over Easter Break if he has free time, as the potions stock has been unusually depleted this year.

My meeting with Terezinha after my late lunch/her very early breakfast about getting the ICW back towards a normal schedule seemed to be going well, until we were interrupted by an "emergency Wizengamot matter"—something that was neither an emergency nor needed even the attention of the deputy warlock, much less the chief warlock-and the rest of the day was a constant stream of interruptions until I just sent Terezinha back to Brazil without a full plan and even then the disruptions did not stop until I called Mitzy half an hour ago and asked that she and her fellow house elves keep people away until I wake up in the morning.

Going into tomorrow's ICW meeting without a plan could be a recipe for disaster.