But I need not to wallow in this self-created/self-pity. What I need to do is attack each assignment immediately and be deaf when the next lament for help is run up the flagpole. I think it frustrates me because had I known......(which I believe she knew she was
OK, bitch session over. Pulling up the big girl pants. Organization is the key. I will dedicate an hour every Sunday afternoon to the Arts Alliance to keep them current and I will say NO! to the next thing they try to hand over to me. It is time for some new blood in that organization. In future, I will be like the majority of society that has little bitty alligator arms when it is time to raise their hand and volunteer for a job.