Dear Mouthy Housewives,
I was so happy that my kids went back to school last month that in a moment of weakness I volunteered to be class mom. I figured it would be a good way to stay involved with the school and how hard could it be? Well, two months later, I’m ready to quit. There are nonstop emails from the PTA and other parents in the class. There are snack sign-up sheets, supplies that need to be bought and more coordinating than I could ever imagine.
It’s taking up too much of my time and I hate it.
Is there a nice way to quit or will it brand me forever?
Reluctant Class Mom
So you didn’t heed the warning of million of class moms that came before you. You didn’t believe their cries of pain and desperation as they sat through PTA meetings, organized potluck dinners and lived through the terror of “reply all” while sending an email to a friend complaining about SOME PEOPLE in the class who make life IMPOSSIBLE for the rest of us.
You thought your sisters in classmomhood were exaggerating, didn’t you? You thought it couldn’t be that bad? Or perhaps you felt too good with your kids being back at school and out of the house that you had to tempt fate a bit, eh?
But all that is prologue, or as we say in the advice column business, the first three paragraphs of the advice column, assuming the first “So” counts as a standalone paragraph.
Now that you are Class Mom and less than thrilled about, you have some options:
1. Move. This has the obvious advantage that if you move out of the district (and preferably out of state) you will no longer be class mom. Some disadvantages of the move include having to move and the possibility that once your kids are enrolled in the new school, you’ll be so euphoric about it that you’ll re-volunteer to be class mom again. Some lessons are tougher to learn than others, I’m afraid.
2. Claim confusion. As in “CLASS Mom?! I thought I was volunteering for ASS Mom!” Very few people can pull this off, so let me know if you need an ass double if you try this.
3. Stick it out. Is it possible that it will get better? Perhaps after the initial emailing/coordinating frenzy everyone will calm the hell down and focus on Dancing with the Stars like normal people?
4. Trap a friend. Ask a friend or two in the class to be co-class mom(s) with you. Misery loves company but also, the division of labor will make for a lighter load. (It’s like I’m a mathematician or something.) Needless to say, you will need to have regular margaritas-fueled meetings to discuss class mom business. As a matter of fact, invite her out for margaritas when you ask her. (And trap her after she’s had a few.)
5. Quit. I see this as a last resort, but if you absolutely, positively can’t stand to do this job for one more millisecond, let the powers in charge know and offer to help them find a replacement.
Good luck with your decision! And great news, there are only about 8 more months of school left!