Wednesday, May 02, 2007

I see the White Hen Pantry in the waitress role

At times volunteering is eerily like having an actual real-live paying job. Without the paycheck or the benefits. Don't believe me? This was yesterday:

9:00 Dropped children's lost homework at school
9:15 Picked up four big trays of invitations from printer
Drove to Chicago
10:00 First of three meetings
11:00 Focus group
12:00 Lunch
1:30 Drove to Chicago Cultural Center for meeting; used Wi-Fi to work on agenda for 5:30 meeting
2:00 Meeting
3:00 finished and printed spreadsheet and agenda
4:30 Headed back to set up my 5:30 meeting
5:30 Ran meeting
7:15 Finally got to drive home

At times like this I wonder why I call myself a "housewife." I didn't see my house all day. I bet it went out with a couple of other houses, had a few beers, watched the game, and flirted with the waitress.

6 comments:

  1. Remind me to tell you the story of How Not To Run A Gala.

    -J.

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  2. P.S. It has nothing to do with you and everything with a colossal waste of time and money on our part this weekend.

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  3. Flirted with a garage.

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  4. I don't know about that, RW. I know my house, and I think it's more of a domestic beer and bag of chips kind of flirter.

    Joke: Please tell. I could use a laugh.

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  5. Poppy, I have a small note for you on my blog.

    Yes, I'll do anything to help my numbers.

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  6. Just as 'housewife' is a misnomer, so is 'stay at home mother.' I'd love to just stay at home one day!

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xxx, Poppy.