I'd like to say that this isn't like me. That I don't overreact to things. But I don't know. Maybe I do.
Maybe I'm just a big, ole' drama queen. (No comments from the peanut gallery!)
This year I took a volunteer chair job at the school that was supposed to be easy. My co-chair and I were just supposed to plan an annual luncheon for anywhere from 700 to 1000 people.
It's just a one day gig! Two hours long! These last two years I planned two eight-day long, fundraising food booths requiring over 200 volunteers and tens of thousands of dollars in supplies.
That was a piece of cake compared to this!
It's what I have come to call the bayou attitude that is driving me crazy. Everyone moves so slow. Everyone gossips about everything. Everyone complains about everything. Nobody takes any initiative or pride in what they do. And is it me or are people just extra stupid? Oh! And why is it that rich people are so fucking cheap?
When I found out my husband would be deployed I should have resigned my position. But I just don't play things that way. I can't (not won't or don't...but can't) back out of commitments or admit that I can't handle something. I'm incapable.
But I've been letting people roll right over me at an unprecedented rate. God, it's making me hate myself. Right along with everyone else.
Success or clusterfuck, it will all be over next Friday. On Saturday, we'll be winging our way to a Thanksgiving break in New York City.
I can't wait.
For the record, I'm never chairing anything again.
You might have to remind me of that this Spring when they