Earlier this week, I woke to the first rainstorm of the spring. Granted, it was a snowstorm in the higher elevations, but, in my neighborhood, it was a rainstorm, and; it was lovely. The air smelled of rain, damp earth and sunshine and it was awesome.
Since that storm, the weather has fluctuated between warm and springish and windy and cool and that pretty much sums up springtime in the Rockies.
With the nicer weather has come more anxiety about the upcoming Spring Luncheon. We are two and a half weeks out and I am still lacking a hostess for one of the tables; if I can't find someone to take on the chore, we will lose almost $300 in revenues. I am obviously not cool with that outcome.
In addition to the hostess problem, I am also having a hard time getting the women in the club to volunteer for many of the other duties required of the luncheon. This is an unusual turn of events, given how dedicated to service this particular group of women is, generally speaking.
And, as if that weren't enough, we are also experiencing slower-than-usual ticket sales; we are still sitting on 100 out of 275. That's...not good.
I'm not going to let myself get all worked up over it; any money we end up making will go to good causes and, as long as we have some money after paying our expenses, we will be fine. Not awesome, but, fine.
Sometimes, fine has to suffice.