“We need just a few more volunteers. Do any of you want to help?”
No, I think. Lady, I’m just here to take pictures and watch and have no responsibility.
I felt like such a cranky b**ch this morning. But for today? I just didn’t want to do anything.
I attended my daughter’s big race at school for one hour this morning. Apparently, the organizers were short-handed on volunteers for lap-counting or they hadn’t scheduled enough people or someone didn’t show or something. Whatever the reason, the lady approached a small group of us moms standing there waiting for the race to start and asked for help.
I didn’t jump at the chance. I didn’t offer to help. I just stood there.
Ordinarily, that’s not my personality at all. I am the volunteer of volunteers. I REALLY enjoy helping. I like being part of a team to do anything. I’m a joiner. I was a member of everything in high school and college (seriously) and held a leadership office in most any organization of which I’ve ever been a part.
(Except organized sports. I don’t have an athletic or competitive bone in my body.)
As this week squeaks to a halt, however, I’m confronted with my limits. I am exhausted. I think I’m a bit over-committed (which is nothing new; I’ve been over-committed since I came out of the womb) and honestly, I don’t know what to do about it.
I guess refusing to help monitor the race was a good place to start? Hmmmm.
Here’s what our week was like (and we aren’t the busiest family by any stretch):
- Preschool fall festival party-Friday
- Basketball cheerleading signup-Saturday morning
- Trick-or-Treating-Saturday night
- Church-Sunday morning
- Cruise on the Cumberland River-Sunday afternoon
- Dinner out with church group-Sunday night
- Van wouldn’t start and was in the shop for two days
- Girl scouts meeting-Tuesday night
- Run to the grocery store for ingredients for school bake sale goods-Tuesday night during GS meeting
- Bake muffins-Wednesday night
- Deliver muffins-Thursday morning
- Spaghetti supper at school-Thursday night
- Race at school-Friday morning
- Work, work, work, and work-Thursday night I was up until 1 a.m.
So, Lady At The Race Today, if you ask me to help next year, maybe you’ll catch me at a time when I’m a bit more rested and not so overwhelmed.
Or maybe not.
I think this is one reason why my friend Jennifer chose to homeschool this year.