Annoyed and puzzled...

Let me tell you a story... about an idiot woman who volunteers for stuff - and then gets annoyed when things get stressful...

Yes me - I am the idiot.  And yes I am stressed.  Break out the popcorn boys and girls.

The girls group in which I am an adult advisor is having a National Convention this year - we do this every two years in various parts of the country.  This year - lucky me - it's in Maryland.  Because the head lady in charge is from -- you guessed it Maryland.   Yes the one that doesn't like me.

ANY who... we've known this mess was coming for years!  When they started talking about this I smirked -- these people can barely pull of our own state wide convention every year -much less the whole freaking world... and now as we are 70 days away from the actual event... the feathers are flying!!

First - I get a group email saying that hotel reservations are due 5/25.  I got this message on 5/16.  Yeah.  So of course I stupidly ask, when would you like Maryland girls to show up as I am assuming they will have things for them to do - like decorate, stuff goodies bags etc.  The response I got publicly was "Go ask Lady who is sort-of in charge".    The private answer I got was a whole lot more snarky.

Fine - kiss my grits.  Fast forward a couple of days I get a private email (versus the group) from lady who is in charge (long story -- she had the title but not so much the power).   She tells me unless we've been asked to do something to save money our kids can show up on Sunday morning before the church service.  That is what I tell my kids.

One mom sends a text to the lady who sent me the snarky email - asking THE SAME QUESTION I did a few days ago -- mentioning the fact that I have been told Sunday is OK.... (insert electronic sonic boom here).... 15 minutes later group email that EVERYONE FROM MARYLAND WILL BE THERE ON FRIDAY....Yeah.  I did it again -- unintentional.

Now couple that with my girls - can't afford this trip -- hotel alone - now with 2 extra days is $200 bucks, toss in the banquet, and luncheon they want them to attend and we're talking over $300 for hotel, and two meals!   Yeah.

So now I get to scramble to coordinate two fund raisers before the end of June, to possibly get these kids to this event.   Of course -- I mail out the hotel reservations yesterday after work - I get another group email saying please make the check out to X instead of Y - like it says on the paperwork.   Screw you - it's sent.  I knew 8 years ago when they talked about this mess - this is what was going to happen!  No information is flowing, in fighting, and general BS. 

I can't say any of this to my darling husband because his answer to to quit.  I can't do that.  I like these kids and frankly without me -- I was going to say nothing gets done but that sounds quit full of myself.  However - last summer as I laid around and felt like death's BFF -- nothing got done!

So here in my happy place (checking title all good) I can bitch, whine, and complain.  I feel better, no one gets their feelings bruised and it's out there in the ether were no one reads this drivel. 

Oh - and they don't know it yet -- but I won't be there until Monday!  I have to be home in PA for a family event -- coincidentally, our offices are moving that weekend.   I have told all of Rainbow that I have to work that weekend, no ifs, ands or buts about it! 

Which brings me to topic two -- my darling husband.  I stupidly told my husband that Rainbow has been told that I will be working that first weekend of Supreme.  Why?!?  Because these are petty, spiteful women and if I tell them I'm going to home to PA instead of the Supreme Ass-Kiss of the woman who already hates me??!!  Yeah living hell won't even begin to describe my life with these women.

Back to Bubba -- he gets ALL up in my face about lying to people and why can't I tell this group of women where I will be and why.  See above statement.  See complete blank, constipated look on my husband's face... he - just - doesn't - get - it.  NO CLUE.  How do you explain to a man who hates all this crap to begin with -- that this is indeed the be all end all to these women?  And my thumbing my nose at the leader in particular - MAJOR no no.   Not to mention the fact I missed her I'm being elected queen of the universe for two years swearing in ceremony because I had just had gastric bypass surgery... well you can probably tell why I'm not so popular.  That and that whole I-don't-kiss-her-fanny thing....

Again - back to Bubba.  Anyone have a suggestion on how to explain petty females to a man?

Exactly.  Stick with the "I'm working" story and life will be better for it.

All righty -- I have vented, I will now go back to work, pretend to be productive and ponder my lot in life...