Oh dear God I'm tired. My whole body is just one huge clenched muscle, my feet are too swollen to wear sheos, and my brain is so fried, that I just typed that first sentence four times before I got it down. And I spelled shoes "sheos".
Why am I such a mess? Because for the past week, I have been running the Book Fair at Jude's school. I am the Book Fair Mommy. Or the Book Fair Chairperson, as I prefer to call myself. I have been at the school a total of...mmm...let me force my addled brain to do math...60 hours. Oh good God, is that right? Yes, it is. 60 hours in a week.
Essentially, I ran a small and thriving retail establishment with the help of only a handful of enthusiastic volunteers. We earned thousands of dollars for the school, got parents to donate hundreds of books for our library and teacher's in-class libraries, and fostered the love of reading in all of our students. And I can't tell you how much I love watching the faces of the kids when they run in every day and make their little book purchases with the money they dug out of their piggy banks - little girls with bags of nickels, one little boy who brought in his entire two dollar bill collection and bought books - it's all crazy sweet.
But it's just too damned much work. I should be getting paid for this kind of thing, damn it! I need a massage! I need a cocktail! Why do I keep taking on these volunteer projects over and over again? What is it in my genetic makeup that makes me do this?
So night before last was the Parent Board Installation Dinner. My job as Book Fair Chairperson is a two year Parent Board position, and this was my second year. At the dinner, our Parent Board President thanked everyone for their year of service to our school, and announced who would be filling the various board positions for next year. The Community Events Chairperson graduated to Head Room Parent. The Spring Fundraiser Co-Chairs graduated to Traffic Duty Chairperson and School Website Coordinator. The Secretary actually really graduated - well, her 8th Grade son did anyway.
What did I graduate to doing? Book Fair Coordinator. That's right. I did not graduate. I am still right where I was, doing my same job. Even though my two year job is technically over.
Why? I don't know. I just couldn't think of anything I'd like to do more. Of course, there would be that option of doing NOTHING. I could simply stop being on the Parent Board. But I never considered that for a second. Really. I realized it after the fact that I could have simply said that I needed to take a break from the Parent Board, but the thought didn't even cross my mind for one second. Isn't that crazy?
So there you have it. I get what I deserve. I deserve the tired feet and the fried brain. I am now going to relax and have a glass of the rather nice wine which our Parent Board President gave each of her volunteers as a thank you gift. Then I'll probably start planning next year's Book Fair. Sigh...
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