Dear Annie,
You know that I love you dearly and have enjoyed our friendship. Your blog with all of its wit, book reviews and pictures of the adorable Sam entertain me almost daily. So, it is with much regret that I find myself considering avoiding you, even in blogging form. I think your disease is contagious. You know, that volunteering disease? I had gotten very good at saying "no" with much grace, but just now I hung up the phone and just stared at it thinking, "How could I have agreed to that?" The only conclusion I can come to is that Annie Disease is contagious and is transmitted via the Internet.
The cost of this disease? Sanity
Symptoms for me will include:
1. 6th grade room parent
2. Fall Festival Chair (HOLY CRAP!)
3. renewing my gig as the assistant to the Development Director
4. mentor family (not that big of a deal, thank goodness!)
5. PTO Hospitality Chair
I have heard that there are only two ways to manage the dreaded disease
1. Copious delegation
2. alcohol (preferably in the form of Vanilla Skyy or Absolut Citron)
If people end up suing that guy with TB, I will be forced to sue you for the cost of alcohol necessary to survive the next school year. Maybe Paige will publish some new cocktail recipes soon. I would love to write more, but I have to head over to the White Trash Mom right now to check her advice on hiding from the Muffia and Volunteer Gestapo!
Love,
MaryB
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3 comments:
Didn't you see the news today? He's not contagious. I cannot be held accountable!
I suggest mojitos and a dark sense of humor...
How the heck did you sign up for five different things during one phone call? Jeez MB just send money, it's easier!
Rach
I'm with Rach - you simply write a check, thereby paying your way out of dutying :) Everyone likes money.
And I love option #2 - pour me one too while you're at it!
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