September 30, 2009
I officially blew my goal of being a kinder, gentler person yesterday and only one day after my atonement! In trying to justify my actions I have decided to just blame Canada. As a Canadian I feel that the country will cut me some slack and take one for the team.
I have been Vice President of the Booster Club at my son’s school since last year. I love the school and I love the women that I work with. This year however there is a new mom that has been helping and I have decided that she should walk around school with a sash that says “Queen of Crazy Town”.
At a meeting yesterday she finally climbed up on my last nerve and I could not control myself and told her that I thought she was insane. Not my proudest moment as a school volunteer but I must say it was a long time coming and it felt great to tell her to her face what I thought of her.
After my outburst I felt so inspired that I quit as the VP and I cannot begin to tell you how liberating it was. When I signed up to help it was out of a desire to be connected to my son and what happens at his school since he is older and the opportunities to participate at Junior High gets smaller for parents.
I did not realize that by volunteering at this level I would somehow be transformed back to Junior High myself and caught up in the politics and drama that is normally reserved for teenage girls. I was so put off by this woman that I almost went into the bathroom yesterday to write about her on the wall.
I am going to make a note to myself to put this on the top of my list for next year’s atonement. The good news is that I have an entire year to decide what it is that I am atoning for. I could be sorry for my outburst or I could be sorry for not having the guts to write about her in the bathroom. It could go either way.
At the end of the day I am thrilled to not have to work with her and best of all now I can volunteer when I want and for what I want because I am not obligated which feels more organic. I’m not going to stop helping I’m just going to stop working in crazy town.
This woman really tested my ability to do the right thing and be a grownup and by being a grownup I mean controlling myself from kicking her a**. I feel blessed to be Canadian and lucky that my motherland can take the blame for my quick trip into the land of the loons. Canada is famous for it’s loons, they are even on our money so I know I have my countries support.
Sometimes keeping the faith is about not only believing in a higher power but also about believing in ourselves. Yesterday, in leaning on God I was able to believe in me and that is what faith is all about. I am going to avoid the loon and use the extra time I will now have on keeping the faith.