Well my weekend of Chaos is at an end! I survived, my children barely survived and my husband is ecstatic that its over.
As anyone who read any of my posts in the last two weeks knows I organized a carnival for my girls' elementary school for Friday.
This year was a little more difficult than last because I have a hard time keeping track of things. I collected the most wonderful list of people (about 20, that was really, REALLY good for our school) that were willing to help with whatever I needed help with to lighten the load. I was so happy that I decided to get started calling at the beginning of October (see I can at least think about doing things on time). So I brought that wonderful list with nearly all of its lines filled out with real names and real phone numbers in to my living room and placed it in a place of honor next to the phone so that I could start calling all those fantastic parents right after dinner.
While I was in the kitchen slaving over a hot stove (dumping a box of mac-n-cheese into boiling water and popping chicken nuggets into the oven) I hollered at my kids to start clean-up. They finished their room quicker then I expected so I told them they needed to start on the front room.
To my surprise they did. The entire room was clean when I walked in to tell them to come and eat. Wow, that had never happened before! I felt the pride bubbling up inside my chest as I looked down at my children with love and affection.
We ate our gourmet meal (Yeah, McDonald's would be jealous) we started bedtime routine, homework, baths, jammies and so forth. By the time we finished it was too late to start calling people so I decided to wait until tomorrow to call from my "list".
The next morning I was wakened by the garbage truck picking up the trash. I leaned out my window to double check that our can had been taken out, it had so I went on with getting kids to school.
When I finally got a minute during the day to start calling for excited volunteers I went to the phone and picked it up, and looked in the place where I had "the list" and found the spot empty. I searched and searched and searched but alas, it was no where to be found. Apparently my girls "cleaned" a little to well and threw away my list along with everything else in the front room the day before. I almost cried when I realized that the garbage truck had pulled away with my precious "list" just this morning.
So much for more help this year at the carnival, sigh.
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