The Question of the Week?

I know I've thought about it a few times this week. The drama. The physical and emotional drain. The overwhelming feelings that suck any sane thought from my brain....the question that keeps burning in my soul....


Will I survive the last month as PTO president without going postal?


There is a reason it is a two-year term limit. And, oddly enough, nobody is lining up to be my successor.

Alright, just admitting that makes me feel better. In addition, I think the experience has helped me to learn to play better with others. However, we are only 58 hours away from our biggest event of the year that I've somehow allowed myself to be sucked way too deep into. Maybe the 3.2 hours of sleep I am getting each night has something to do with being sensitive and cranky. On the other hand, maybe it is some of the people I must work alongside. Or, maybe it is the people who do nothing at all. Or, maybe it's me. Bingo! We have a winner! I can't take responsibility for what other people do and say, but I certainly need to take responsibility for how I react to them.  Time to approach this from a different angle....

I will now focus on the reason I am involved in PTO. For my children. For my children's classmates and their families. And, because I like to plan events and everything else in my little world. I am not there to feel insecure, defensive, and intimidated so I will stop all of that right now. I am now removing the chip off of my shoulder and I will step down off of my soapbox to move forward with confidence. Then, maybe I'll try to get an extra hour or two of sleep!