I predict that will change if I just keep on typing.
My husband's son and his family will be here tomorrow. My plan yesterday was to spend the day cleaning and toddler-proofing the house and spend the evening at the Democratic women's meeting. That way I could make some treats and grocery-shop today.
You know what they say about plans.
|Tish Chafin poses with Miss Betty, one|
of the hardest-working Democratic women
I've ever had the pleasure of meeting.
Turns out I didn't have to be the shepherd, thank goodness. I'm not so great at that. But I suited up, showed up and took a lot of photos, some of which are on Facebook. If you tag and post a photo of a politician, it will be seen by a lot of people.
I got home in time to fix a simple supper ('cause you know that's really important for us ladies, having time to make dinner), then headed back to town for the evening meeting.
At which exactly seven women showed up.
I'm discouraged. Here we are, less than three weeks from a critical election, and I can't get a quorum to show up at a meeting. My husband didn't really help matters when he asked, upon my return, if I'd said or done anything to turn people away. That's been going through my mind ever since.
Have I? I'd like to think not. The last time we had good attendance was May. I blamed busy summer schedules on the lack of enthusiasm in June, July and August. September should have been back to normal, but it wasn't. And this month – with so little time left – well, I don't know what to think.
Thank goodness for the core group who do show up and get things done.
I announced we would not be meeting in November or December (traditionally we do not meet then), but that in January we would collect dues for 2013 and elect new officers. I'll let the new president set her own agenda. I'd like to be involved, but I sure don't want to be in charge.