FRG Stress

Aaaaaarrrggghhh!! So anyone who knows me, knows that I am not leadership material.  Yet I am an FRG Leader.  How the heck did this happen?  Well, tomorrow night is the first meeting, and I am pretty sure that no one will show up. There are only 56 families in my company, and I don't have contact with about half of them.  That's not my fault - I can't take responsibility for things that happened a long time ago before I came around.  I have called people, sent e-mails, and got virtually no responses.  Apart from the people that I have contact with on a regular basis anyhow.

And then I am scared.  I have social anxiety. I am shy.  I am pretty sure I can do the agenda part, but if I'm expected to socialise after the meeting, that's where I break down.

And then there's the Mia factor.  I can garuntee you that she will need to pee a thousand times, or break down because I can't give her the required attention right there and then.  I am seriously considering putting the kids in childcare during the meeting.  I wish I could trust them not to fight or have a tantrum, but I am risking a lot there. It's not very professional to have them meltdown. But at the same time I am trying to advertise the meetings as being child-friendly.

Then there's my other issue.  I've made it pot-luck because it's hard to arrange a meeting around dinnertime, especially in Ft Bragg where people live 30 minutes plus from the base. What should I bring for people to eat, just incase people don't bring anything, without breaking the bank?  Or maybe I just shouldn't stress about that.

Yeah, I know.  I stress about EVERYTHING and my husband isn't here to calm me down.

Well, here's an update on Mia.  Her tantrums have lessened.  Which is nice.  And if she's naughty, I can put her in her room and she'll calm down relatively quickly as opposed to the hours it took before hand.  And often the threat of going to her room will make her stop.  But here's my next issue.  THE KIDS WON'T STOP FIGHTING!! All day.  Everyday.

Now, my theory is that fighting siblings is a good thing.  My brother and I never fought, and now we don't keep in contact, except through Facebook occassionally.  Now, my husband and SIL fought like cats and dogs, but now are pretty close.  And I think they would be even if Jenn and I weren't close too.

Oh well, my New Years Resolution was to be more positive. (And to lose weight, eat healthier and look after myself....ah, yeah, I still plan on that).  So here's me trying....I will get through this week and then enjoy the truck race next Saturday.