As if my duties as a Ravelympian were not enough, I refused to keep my mouth shut and volunteered to be Cara's troop's Cookie Mom. After the fiasco of a couple of years ago, I vowed not to get involved in cookies again at the volunteer level. Famous last words. No one else was looking like stepping up to do it, so I said I would. I hate when I do that. Oh well, I guess I will have to deal with it and stop whining.
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Remember When I Said I Was Not Going to Do That?
As if my duties as a Ravelympian were not enough, I refused to keep my mouth shut and volunteered to be Cara's troop's Cookie Mom. After the fiasco of a couple of years ago, I vowed not to get involved in cookies again at the volunteer level. Famous last words. No one else was looking like stepping up to do it, so I said I would. I hate when I do that. Oh well, I guess I will have to deal with it and stop whining.
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I always did it in one day--pick them up, sort, and have the parents come get them. That way, they weren't in my tiny house for a week.
I'm always the goof who shoots her hand up too. Sigh.
Getting the majority of them out of the house in one day is the way to go. Unfortunately, these are the ones hanging around for our booth sales.
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