Next week is Band Camp. The kids practice from early morning until late at night for six days, and miraculously the halftime show falls together. I signed up to help all day on Tuesday. Somehow, my name also appeared on the volunteer lists for helping all day on Monday, baking brownies, picking up eleven dozen bagels and helping with activities*.
How could this happen?
I knew when I was supposed to work, so I didn’t look at the volunteer assignment sheets until it was too late to bail out.
Monday and Tuesday are pretty much toast, but I’m likely to gather enough data for a couple more novels.
*Man, I hope I get water balloons instead of word games this year.
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