another round of Excellent Women

I am somewhat in charge of refreshments for a school/community event tonight and feeling anxious about same, although the anxiety is more due to the general unknown nature of things rather than anything specific. It is not just providing refreshments in the sense of laying out a table of food, which I would be excellent at; there are urns and things which must be mixed and someone who has been doing this for 230942 years and has very strong opinions about how it is all done but is not in charge, she is just around in case we need help... -- and writing this I suddenly realise I am clearly in one of my beloved novels of the 1930s, in charge of the tea tent at the Annual Fete, so that rather puts it all into perspective, doesn't it?

This is the last large single event I am volunteered for this year -- there is always Girl Scouts, that is ongoing unless I decide to quit (unlikely, I enjoy it too much), but after tonight my calendar ought to free up some, unless I add something else. Which I was considering doing, but just now stacking dishcloths to bring tonight I realised that this sort of 'Well, it's just one thing, why not do it?' mentality is why I have been busy non-stop since August, so I think I might just pass on the school tours... but then again I might not, I would be very good at school tours, and I would not be organising them, just helping to do them... well, we will see.

For the moment I will drink the chicory/barley/carob tea (Celestial Seasonings 'Roastaroma', it reminds me of genmai cha in the toasted taste of it, but without caffeine or indeed actual rice) and pet the cat as he hops in and out of my lap upon his own missions and listen to Spotify and breathe.