Tomorrow, tomorrow!

How can I be such an old lady, and feel like a child! I keep looking at my calendar (because it happens to be nearby) and thinking "I can't wait til tomorrow, can't wait til it's over, oh, I wish it was tomorrow!" Tomorrow will be the LAST (ever) "Regular" Club night. Then I can say "Just one more week, just one more week..." :P

You know, next Wednesday should really be a celebration--celebrating the last 15 years that we've been running Club House. I should have put together a lovely slide show/video, with all the pictures I've collected over the years, and had a special meal, and invited lots of people. But there's no point... There wouldn't be very many people who would/could come. There are only a few kids left. And the video would show us faces we wish were still here, faces of kids who left suddenly, and dropped out in sad circumstances. All the things that are just making me look SO. forward. to this thing being over! (We're just going to have pizza and some games with prizes, for our Closing Celebration.)

I told you before about all the snowstorms that happened after the first upset at our church, and then the leaders dropping off one by one (well, actually 3 in one day!) Everyone should have noticed--"Wow! You're quitting Club House, what will happen now?!" But, no one cares (rightly so), because of the other things going on.

After the 3 staff were let go, some of them let on that they were so badly treated (untrue), that many left the church, and now we can barely meet our budget. Bite my tongue: many left just because it was so upsetting, not (just) because people were giving false impressions. AND--we were anticipating these budget problems no matter what. One could say (and yes, we have said it) that this is the beginning of the end.

But. Have you heard that song--
"Into the darkness You shine,
Out of the ashes we rise!"

We'll see!