My ladies’ social/educational/cultural group in Cambridge is winding up because of lack of interest. At a committee meeting in February, I mentioned that we could have a garden party at my house, if people would like to do that, we agreed to do it on a bring-and-share basis rather than me doing all the catering, and the date was set for 9th August (a week on Saturday). I’ve been so preoccupied with other stuff I haven’t really given it much thought, but the day I left for Oxford, I got a circular letter from the programme secretary asking people to say what kind of food they would bring, so I thought, ‘Good, she’s got it all under control’, and that was that.
Yesterday I thought I’d better ring her and find out what was happening.
‘Oh, I’m not organising it, Maureen is’.
‘I didn’t think Maureen was coming’. I could have sworn she told me she was going to be away on holiday.
‘No, she’s definitely doing it. I haven’t had time.’ She then launched into a complicated tale about all the things she’s been doing since I saw her at Telford.
OK, better ring Maureen.
‘Me? No, I’m going to be in Paris, I told you that ages ago. Where on earth did she get the idea from that I was organising it?’
‘That’s what I thought’.
So, now I’m stuck with the problem of having to ring round people – which I hate, but most of the ones who are likely to come aren’t on email - think about food and organisation, send out directions…
I guess this all sounds rather churlish. After all, it was my suggestion in the first place.
But I honestly can’t be bothered just at the moment, it feels like too much extra hassle, rather than a nice enjoyable social occasion, and hassle is one thing I don’t need. And I know at least two of the people I’d most like to see (including the one who’s going to Paris) won’t be able to make it. And I can’t find the letter she sent with the suggested list of food, because it came as I was leaving for Oxford and I didn’t read it through properly because life has been so hectic since then.
Oh well, mustn’t let it get to me. No point getting stressed over it, I’ve got plenty enough to get stressed over as it is.
So, what to say for my last 100 words? Slept reasonably OK again, the first time I looked at the clock was 5:15 but I dozed some more and didn’t get up for another half an hour, so I had a good 6 hours again. Can’t ask for much more than that, hope it continues. I copied one of my new CDs onto cassette so I can listen to it on my trusty old Walkman, I really need an mp3 player, but don’t know when I’ll get round to getting one. That’s it. No deep thoughts today, good or bad.