Today I dove head-first into my Parent Council President role. Wow! Can we say, ORGANIZATION?! Yeah, that's going to be THE job for me this summer. I met with the former president last week, and she gave me two folders worth of stuff. I kept thinking, "That's it?"
Yeah, as I met with the operations director today, she helped me see that there's a lot I can do, and and lot that I NEED to do. I left that meeting, went to Wal-Mart and bought a 2-inch binder and dividers, and then I came home and started filling it and making a list.
And then I made another list.
(Now, my brain is full and running so fast that I can't keep the thoughts straight anymore. . . time to take a short break. Thus, I blog.)
Granted, this is going to be a lot of work, but hopefully, it will help someone else who comes along next to do the job efficiently. I personally like step-by-step instructions, especially when it comes to procedure. For instance, what is our budget? Heck if I know. How does one get to the money we've earned? How do we get reimbursed? Let's say that these important matters are items on my list for tomorrow's meeting with the operations manager.
And then I find out that I'm basically reinventing the wheel. Four years ago this ship was running smoothly, and then everything changed. A man took over. Because he wanted to. Let's be honest, there are some men that are fabulous at these type of jobs, but mostly, not very many because this involves a lot of people (mainly women), organizing events and fundraisers, catering to children, and keeping it all together, yet separate -- organized. This isn't to say that there are men who aren't organized, but they don't organize well for the next person, per se. When they're done, they dump what they have on the next person and move on. It's just how it works. That's what happened three years ago. The last president tried for two years to gather the pieces, and now I'm trying to pick up the gathered pieces and put the puzzle together, but I'm finding that the puzzle isn't just one, but many that make up one big one, you know?
Anyway, I'm sure that this doesn't make much sense, but it was mainly a brain-dump for me. I just hope I get this ship running by August. . .too bad I'll be gone for three weeks in July. . .