Yes, I will admit it. It happened. They sucked me back in. I am officially on the Executive Board of the PTA again.
(*I will pause now so that you can feel free to figure out the appropriate discipline action to take.*)
One minute I was hiding and playing dead in the hallways declaring something along the lines of hell freezing over before I went there again and then the SUCK-wattage was set on full blast with the volunteer suck-vac and there I stood with my volunteer sheet in hand agreeing to be the newsletter editor. Oh, but I did it much smarter this time.
First off, I have a co-editor. Share the duties. Share the blame. Share the scorn. (Poor friend of mine is probably going to be blackballed by association.)
Second, I am on the executive board and can speak my mind all I want and then I don’t even have to vote. That could sound bad, but if you think about it, it is good. I get to tell them when the ideas are
stupid less than stellar, but since I don’t vote, I cannot be blamed for the stupid less than stellar ideas that pass.
Third, I am working with the majority of woman who are new to me. Meaning, the year of the HORROR That Is Not To Be Mentioned In My Home is from a time they either were not there or were not involved. Clean slate, baby.
Okay, hit me with it. I know you are ready to slam me with the “what the hell are you thinking” comments. Bring ’em on.