Breaking up is hard to do

Breaking up is hard to do

Well, I did it. I broke up with the PTA. (And right before Valentine’s Day, too.) It was just such a textbook break-up. The whole “I just don’t see where this is going” and of course “It’s not you, it’s me.” And yes, we must not forget “Let’s just be friends.”

There were tears, as in every break up. (Granted, mine were tears of joy.) The typical dumpee saying, “Can’t we work this out? I am sure there are other positions we can try. You can’t give up on us. What about the Membership Drive? I thought that meant something to you.”

I just had to be brutal. “Listen. It just isn’t working for me. I want to try other volunteering opportunities. We’ll see each other. This just isn’t a healthy relationship. I’m sorry.”

It just got sad. “But will you still join? Can I at least count on your to support us as a memeber? You can’t just abandon us like this.”

I had to get tough. “Listen. I can’t do this. The truth is, there is another organization. I didn’t want to bring it into this, but you leave me no choice. I am going to be doing more with soccer. I know I said that I was through with it, but that was before. I really think I can make it work. In fact, I was even asked to play for a team this year. Don’t you see? Soccer and I can really be good together. I can manage a junior team and play on an adult team. The PTA just couldn’t offer me the chances, the thrill.”

“So this is it? You really are breaking-up with us?”

“Yes. It is for the best. You’ll meet someone new who will be your volunteer slave and you won’t even remember my name. It just hasn’t been right for a long time. We both know it. You’ll see. Now go on. Meet someone new. Make them yours.”

Break-ups can be so sad. So sad indeed. In fact, I think I will have some champagne to celebrate mourn. Now all that is left is sorting through our stuff and moving out of the workroom. But, I do have until the end of the school year. That is when the lease term is up.

So, technically, does this mean I get to stuff my face with chocolate like every good break-up deserves?


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