Who? Me? What?
One of Jeff’s workmates (different department) happens to be someone I went to high school with. He’s also a dad at our kids’ school and is the former PTO president. It seems he has decided to run for president next year and told Jeff that he wanted me to give him a call. He wants me to run with him for secretary. Who, me?
From what I know, it seems that not one person was nominated for any position for next year. We have a good school but it seems the current PTO board isn’t interested in another year and our current, soon-to-be-retired, principal is thought to be hard to work with. I can’t comment on that because I’ve never had to work with her on anything school-related but it’s a moot point anyway since she will be retired by the time I would be active with the PTO.
The current board seemed anxious last year to move the former board out. I don’t know much about the politics involved in that situation but I know that D was a good president who did a lot for the school. He was involved and genuinely interested in making our school a great place for the kids. I would support him in becoming president whether or not I was considering running.
So that’s the question. Do I run? I’m intrigued and am seriously considering it. I just worry about whether or not I can devote the kind of time it would require to do the job well. It’s also weird because I’ve never pictured myself as the PTO-type (whatever that means). I had to laugh because D told Jeff that he thought I’d be good for the board since I was so outgoing and comfortable speaking in front of a group. I think he meant to say that I’m persuasive and loud but he’s too much of a gentleman to say that exactly.
I think the kids would be thrilled to see me get so involved with the school. They’d also enjoy participating in every single event going on at the school. Heh. I’ll admit that our attendance to such events has been spotty. Sometimes they’ve conflicted with things like gymnastics or soccer. Sometimes it just wasn’t doable if Jeff was working a lot of hours and at the time Iz was such a handful that by the end of the day I was thankful for bed time. And then, of course, sometimes the activity just didn’t interest us. Man, I feel like I’m in confession so I can clear my soul in order to run. Too funny.
On a selfish level, it hasn’t escaped me that this could be a great opportunity to meet people, network and get involved with people who would be good to know for when I’d be ready to launch any of the Autism Awareness projects I have brewing in the back of my gourd. It would also be good for when I’m ready to step back into business. It seems like a good thing but I’m sure you’ll understand when I say that I’ve been burned in a big way lately doing things that seem like a win-win. I’m a little gun-shy, as irrational as it might seem. I feel stupid for over-thinking it; it’s not like I’m running for Congress for Pete’s sake.
