Freshmen Dance

Let me start of by saying that I LOVE to volunteer. I am the first one on almost every sign up sheet. I even went early to my daughters kindergarten back to school night so I could be ready to throw down for room parent.

As usual all of my volunteer stuff tends to land at the same time. Right now I am working on grade school field day, freshmen fling and end of the year stuff for room parent. Today I was suppose to do field day from 8-4 and Fling from 4-11. Not ideal...but I was going to trudge through. Luckily, field day was moved until Tuesday.

So tonight was my big debut of chairing something for the freshmen class. My son is new to the school district so I was trying to prove myself. I have three BIG jobs....hire inflatables, hire games and hire a DJ. Everything went really well. I was the first one with everything scheduled and ready to go. I go up to the school at 3 to start setting up. The dance started at 7. To make a VERY LONG story short. All three, I shit you not, all three, were late. Late as in they did not set up until 6:40 and the DJ did not get there until 8:30. REALLY???? This was my big chance. I was pacing and looking a little crazy. I even enlisted my husband to start calling the business because I was on the verge of hysterics.

Needless to say, everything got done and the night was success. But it is days like this that i have to ask myself why I put myself through the torture? Why do I feel it necessary to always be planning or doing something? I think since I have become a SAHM I don't feel like I do anything of importance. Now, I know that planning a dance or going to the zoo, or taking care of field day will not change the world...but it makes me feel good to be involved in the fun stuff my kids do. It would be nice to hear a thank you...I am sure it will come when they have their own kids and realize what a rockstar mom I am, right????