Disclaimer: It may or may not be possible that I have given you the wrong impression of my next couple of weeks.
I mean, I don't really intend to blast anybody or make any over the top proclamations. My whole goal is just to write ....anything.... and then post without the crazy editing and sanitizing I usually do. And without telling myself that what I'm writing is stupid and I should just delete the whole thing. (Like I am right now.)
But I DO appreciate your responsiveness, and I realize that you may have entirely understood already, but it's hard to make comments like - idk - "Ramble on!" or whatever, and have it sound really, uh supportive. So thanks! I maintain that my imaginary friends are The Best.
Ok: On With The Rambling
Sundays wear me out these days. As you know, The Brain and I are in charge of our ward youth trek this summer. (For those who have never heard of this, it's basically a 5 day reenactment of the Mormon pioneers pushing handcarts across the plains of Wyoming) We have an amazing committee -- and so many people in the ward who have volunteered to help. But I have come to find out that everyone has an opinion on what should be happening with the youth conference, and everyone wants to tell me about it. Or tell someone on the committee, who will tell me about it. Or just complain about it in general, I don't know.
Yesterday I was told that there is just too much going on for these kids. The extra meetings, the monthly assignments, and especially the walking they're supposed to do is taking up too much time, and we are asking too much. Yes. It's a lot of effort to prepare to walk 42 miles pushing a handcart. Over 5 days. In period clothing.
The very next person I talked to was angry that the girls aren't doing enough, and why has the Relief Society been asked to make bonnets and aprons for the girls? They should be doing all that themselves. They need to spend the time so they'll appreciate it. Ok but here's the thing. The girls are sewing 2 skirts each, and I will tell you that the girls in our ward DO NOT SEW. The skirt project is already stressing out my clothing chairman, to the point where she's thinking about quitting.
I also talked to someone who is unhappy that we aren't sponsoring more group walks, someone who thinks firesides take away from family time, and various other people with other suggestions. In fairness, there were also several people who are excited and extremely generous with what they offered.
So I guess what I'm learning is -
It's not personal. I have to keep telling myself that, and it's a tough one for me, but I think I am really learning that. The exhausting part for me is trying to keep everyone ELSE from getting offended.
I am happy to hear suggestions and thoughts - OF COURSE. But I'm learning that when it's someone else's project, and it's ME giving the thoughts, a couple of words about something that's going well will go a long way. Also if you have a solution and not just a problem, it makes you sound like less of a whiner and more of a solver.
And I would much rather be a solver.
I just found out this morning that the website link that we sent out with some flyers for the kids got written as .org instead of .net.
The one we sent out goes to a p*rn site.
I have no idea what to do about that.