I have too much extra stuff going on these days. Normally I have all the usual shuttling around between school and various classes (and we are nowhere near as over-committed as most families I know), never-ending errands and household stuff, birthday parties and playdates, etc. But now:
Item: Somehow I got roped into running this year’s Family Event for Steph’s school (can you say, “Bingo!”?). I just typed a long paragraph about all the logistics and budgetary crap I’ve been going through, but I deleted it. Too boring. Suffice to say, I’m not having fun.
Item: To join the Windsor Club, so I can get on the mile-long pool wait list, we had to agree to be in a new members’ show. I’m a grown woman doing a skit, for crying out loud. We’ve had three meetings and one rehearsal so far; the dress rehearsal (oh, give me a break) is this Sunday. The good news is I get to wear rhinestone-studded horned-rim glasses.
Item: Leading Stephanie’s Brownie troop is requiring considerably more time than I ever imagined. She’s enjoying it, and so are the other girls, so I have to keep going. But I feel as though I’m spending a lot of time on it and not even doing a very good job.
Item: My Wesleyan 20th reunion is this spring, and as the Class Notes secretary, it seems I’m expected to have something to do with it. I haven’t even figured out my own travel arrangements—there’s just no way I’ll take the whole family. Andy would end up watching all three kids while I socialized; they’d be bored and nudgy in an unfamiliar place. But I don’t know that I really want to spend a whole day—and night?—without someone to hang out with.
Item: Pete’s birthday is in a few weeks, so he’ll be needing a family party on his actual birthday (a Sunday), cupcakes at school (the Friday before), and a kids’ party (the Sunday after). Oh yeah, and some presents. And a cake. And all the paper goods. It never ends. . . .
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