I am drowning.
Drowning in paperwork after packet pick up on Tuesday. I'm thrilled that so many people want to join PTA and there were so many generous people that made donations and then left little notes that said....NEVER CONTACT ME AGAIN. I heart those people!
We combined technology and PTA this year by having the ability to take credit cards! We did it through Squareup.com and it worked beautifully....once I got the wifi at school figured out. NOTE: We have since switched to Paypal because they have their own reader now and you can register as a non-profit and the fee is lower!
A man must have put up all of the signs in the gym. Notice the duct tape. A woman would have NEVER used that. Note to self: Next year bring packing tape.
My friend Jennifer is assisting me with Membership this year and we anxiously awaited 11am when they would let the line of people into the building. Packet pick up lasts for 8 hours but there are some people that pride themselves on being first. I think some people camp out.
So....things are moving right along and we're really busy at first and then there'd be a break and then busy again. The day was going quickly! Then an older woman that I'd met last year when she'd told me about how she adopted a beautiful little girl from another country, approached our table.
She comes up and she asks Jennifer...Are you helping your Mom out today? I sat there stunned because I wasn't sure that I'd heard her correctly because I am hard of hearing because I'm so old. Jennifer doesn't miss a beat, she tells the lady....No, my Mom is at my house watching my 6 year old and my baby.
The woman (who should know better than to assume something like that since she's at least 15 years older than ME) didn't apologize or join PTA.
It was really fun to have a front row seat to watch people open their packets to see which teacher they got and scan the list of students for best friends.
My brand new Kindergartener would like you to know that there are 7 days until school starts.
Are you ready?