At first I thought the home might be unoccupied, but there were two vehicles in the driveway. The driveway was free and clear of any snow, so obviously somebody was there caring for the place.
"How do they get mail delivery?" I wondered. And then I saw it. There in the window of the front storm door was a poster, with printing large enough to be read from the street: "Go away!"
That says it all in no uncertain terms. Go away!
Today is one of those days where I could see myself saying "Go away!" to people who annoy me. I just wish that one Tuesday would run smoothly, that every volunteer would show up, that all the kids would behave and do what they're told. But already three people have called off and it's only 4:20. The likelihood of at least one more person bailing on us is high.
It's hard, I know, to commit to volunteering. It's a lot of work for very little reward. But, people are counting on this service. It's getting to the point where both my secretary and I have sleepless Monday nights. Instead, we lie awake wondering what problems Tuesday will bring and how on earth we will get through another full day of damage control.
Yes, I'm stressed today. I can't feel hopeful or positive; I'm just worn out. It's one of those days where I myself want to Go Away! Anybody want to go with me?
