Oy. Somehow I got roped into planning and teaching preschool church camp this summer. This is not a good fit for me. It’s been a billion years since I went to church camp, I didn’t go to church until I got married…really, anyone would have been a better choice. But since I have small kids, and have been active in the music program and everyone knows me, hey, Jen’s a good choice, go ask her! OY! I’m dyin’ here. I’m going to have a room full of 3-4 year olds and some middle school helpers. At least A won’t be in my class; that’s guaranteed chaos.
Why am I unable to say no? I’m getting a lot better than I used to, but dang, if there was ever a time for me to have a firm NO handy, this is it! I’ll be working on that or I’ll be living at A’s school this year. It’s a charter school, with 40 hours of required volunteer hours (yeah, they require volunteer hours) per family. I have no problem volunteering, I was there last night helping tear down the year and set up for next year. I just don’t want to be overwhelmed with it all.