Leaf, grass, waterfall.
Today, I went to seven different stores in my area and gave them the donation letter and told them my daughter's story. It will be weeks before I know if any of those sympathetic responses translates to donations. Keep your fingers crossed. Tomorrow, I have to go to another six or so, and then I have to send the letter to corporations, etc. So tonight, while watching Weeds (my favorite show ever), I'll be labeling SASEs.
Whee. Just keep telling yourself you're doing good works, Tran. You're doing good works.
The bad part of this is that I am having communication problems with the woman who is the executive director of the charity I am helping. She's very preemptive and seems to be going out of her way to establish her dominance over me. It's a wasted effort - I don't pose a threat to her or her job. I don't want her job. I just want to get the donations and go on with my life. She's an obviously intelligent, accomplished woman. It's always weird to me when people like that feel so insecure. If she would just calm down a little, we could probably be friends. She worked with AIDS kids and people like that always get extra points with me.
Oh, well. Not my problem. Even if she decides she hates me (and I swear I tried to be nice), she isn't going to turn down the donations so my VOLUNTEER - UNPAID - cough cough - position is probably pretty safe.
Middle girl decided she wanted to go back to regular high school after all and has been warned she can't back out, again. Keep your fingers crossed extra long that she succeeds, OK?
