“Is that what I think it is?” My husband asked as my lightning fingers graced over the keys of my laptop. With a coy smile I said, “yes . . .” Then came a response I wasn’t prepared for, “She’s up? I just heard her, she just went to sleep an hour ago!” The sad thing was that he wasn’t teasing me. I really thought he was impressed I was actually writing in my journal! This brings me to another thought . . . The other day, David re-installed some programs on my computer. The program I use to chronicle my thoughts and feelings was one of the programs re-installed. I noticed the program noted it was used “occasionally”. That kind of bugged me my computer was keeping tabs on me and the frequency in which I use programs. I also realized I have a lot of thoughts, feeling, and downright notable experiences I should be writing about.
Lately, David and I started watching the TV show “Scrubs”. It makes us laugh and secretly boosts our confidence because we know our lives are not that goofy or messed up. I do find myself relating with the star of the show, J.D. He talks to himself in his head all the time. I was glad to see someone else do that besides me! One episode, he decided to share all his thoughts out loud. Let’s just say he made a few people mad and got a few dirty looks. This made me think I should share more of my thoughts out loud. Please, no dirty looks and no mean comments!
This past weekend, we had an SOS welcome lunch at Cove Bay. SOS is the Significant Others of Saba Club in which I am the President. This organization has 130 members. Unfortunately, only 25 to 30 people participate in SOS activities on a regular basis. In an effort to increase the number of people participating in the activities, I decided to do things differently. I once heard an interesting definition of insanity that has stuck with me, “Insanity is doing the same thing over and over again expecting different results”. Knowing we wanted to increase the participation in the SOS events, we knew some serious changes had to be made.
SOS has recently been under construction . . . we had a President, Secretary and Treasurer step down from their positions. A new President stepped up, only to step down two weeks later, and then the SOS was . . . just hanging. No one wanted to be president, too much work when you are on vacation for 20 months! Nominations were submitted to fill the positions, and that is how I became President. The good news is if I am doing a crappy job, I can protest and cry like a kid and say, “It’s not my fault . . . I didn’t sign up for this!” Okay, I’m kidding . . .
SOS has been working under “New Management”. It always seems funny to hear this phrase. You’ve seen the signs at hotels and restaurants that tout, “Under New Management”, and it secretly confirms in your mind “yes, that place did stink” even if you have never been there! This change in Indians and Chiefs within SOS was our opportunity to host events that would be appealing to more SOS families. Once word hit there were going to be some changes to the Welcome dinner, the emails and phone calls started. The loud minority expressed their feelings about the change. I had to remember the change was to include the silent majority.
Many people expressed how much they liked the Welcome Lunch and how fun it was. We had over 80 people attend. It was the largest turn out SOS has ever had. It was a success…or was it? I guess it depends on how you define success. The purpose of this lunch was to welcome new SOS families to the island and let everyone meet and mingle. Almost every new family was in attendance, and there was a fantastic turn out with all families. However, I noticed a few couples (those without kids that opposed the family style lunch) left early. Why didn’t they stay? Weren’t they having fun? Why did I care what they thought? Why did I care if they liked the event and approved of the change? I did care, and wanted their approval. Do we always want the approval from the wrong people? This event was changed to increase activity and help new families meet other families. Mission accomplished, but not everyone is satisfied. In the end, we always seem to want what we can’t have. We are looking for approval from the wrong people. It was a success and I know it. Now I just have to convince my head . . .