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There aren't enough hours in the day. I don't have enough to do, yet never seem to catch up on what needs to be done. Coordinating the U8 soccer league is less demanding than it was 2 weeks ago, yet we are barely into the season. The Board is having a meeting next week, a promising outlook to improving all areas seriously lacking in whatever they need to keep the entire organization structurally sound. The agenda list is growing and I imagine it will be a mighty long meeting, but if it helps to minimize the faux pas for next year, it will all be worth it.

Tommy and Christopher started religious education at St. Jude's on Monday. Apparently they are lacking in teachers and respective aids for the classrooms. Given that the church has serious issues and there are more disgruntled Catholics than we would want to admit, it is not at all surprising. I myself am guilty of abandoning my God in my weekly visits for my spiritual intake. It has been difficult to motivate myself to go and much easier to make excuses as to why I couldn't each week. After all, there aren't enough hours in the day to get things done, remember.

But I don't want to neglect my responsibilities as a parent and Christian, however wayward or lost I am at this time and inhibit the boys from getting to know God. Tommy would eagerly reject this belief, insisting he was not suffering from such a loss. Which is all the more reason why I need to keep him involved while I still can. Christopher is less than two years away from making his Penance and First Communion, two of the five sacraments one would receive in his lifetime. I certainly can't abandon my duty in helping to get him there.

So we arrived at the church and learned that Tommy's class had no teacher or aid. Did any of us parents want to volunteer? Or the class would have to be dispersed into others. So, why not? I offered to help out. As it turns out, two other parents volunteered to help, and the 4th grade class was lacking teachers also. When asked if any of us wanted to teach there, I happily obliged, knowing I was doing myself and my son the favor by removing myself from his classroom. The class is still lacking an aid and I'm not sure what I will do with Joey and Jeffrey for the hour each week, but I'm sure things will work themselves out. Just like I'm sure I'll find the time to prepare the weekly lessons.

Tonight I went with my neighbor to the Kindergarten PTA meeting. More than going as a friend to her, whose son is a student at Moose Hill this year, I went to see who would replace the entire Executive Board since nobody from last year was staying on. This is my 'off' year there; Christopher moved on to the elementary school with Tommy and Joey will attend Moose Hill next year, followed by Jeffrey two years after that.
When the meeting finally ended, long past when I wanted it to, I walked out as Vice-President of the PTA.

But I can't seem to find enough to do with my time. And I still can't find enough hours in the day to get it all done. And apparently, I don't know how to say 'no'.