Volunteering

So, I volunteered to be the chairperson of my kindergartener’s school’s Parent Volunteer Committee (it’s like the PTA). At the beginning of the school year I signed up to be a room parent (luckily there are two room parents in her class, and the other one actually has experience with that sort of thing) and the teacher assured me that I would be a good fit for the job, even though I work a full-time job and can’t be in the classroom all the time (or at all, really). It has worked out well so far, as the types of things I have had to do so far have been more administrative (emailing, calling, begging for donations/volunteer time, etc.) and not as much hands-on, in the classroom type stuff. I actually enjoy it, and for the past few months have enjoyed getting to know these other parents of kids.

Anyhoo, as a room parent (I’m not sure why they don’t just use the term “room mom,” as al of the room parents are mothers) I am required to go to these monthly PVC meetings, and there I volunteered to be the chairperson. I also have a co-chair (or she has me) and a secretary. At one of the meetings we discussed the school carnival, due up in the spring, and me, seeing that no one else was volunteering to chair that committee, volunteered like an idiot. My point with all of this babble is that I think I might just regret that decision. We have a meeting tonight to go over a lot of what needs to be done for the carnival, and in gathering my notes from other meetings we have had so far about it I have come to realize that this is a big deal.

In other news: I’m tired.