❀ Amy ❀
I should have known that agreeing to help plan a school event with Tina, Jessica, and Karen would end with a mild identity crisis and a complete budget meltdown. We were at Tina’s house, which wasn’t as pristine as Jessica’s. It looked cozy and lived in. We had gathered around the living room, and one thing was very clear: they took this seriously. Far too seriously, as far as I was concerned. Tina had a whiteboard set up, and Karen had an organizer program on her tablet. Jessica sat with her phone ready, and I was feeling a bit overwhelmed.
“Ok, so we need to break this up if we are going to pull off this fun-filled day without any issues,” Tina said as she stood by the whiteboard, marker in hand. “I’ll do the kids' snacks. Something healthy, peanut-free, and not boring,” she s
