Today is the last nerd herd meeting.
Last week was supposed to be the last nerd herd meeting but they did TERRIBLY and tonight is their dress rehearsal with Saturday being their final performance. My co-coach convinced me that they had to have one more practice, and it had to be at my house. I agree that they needed another practice, notsomuch at my house.
I don't care if they get up on stage and completely mortify themselves tonight at rehearsal--I WILL NOT, CAN NOT do this even one more time. Not even not at my house. I.Am.Done. I cannot say this emphatically enough...I AM DONE.
The county coordinator tried to assure me that it's like having a baby and you forget all of the trouble and want to do it again.
Well, you know what?
I remember having babies, I think it is a complete and total pain in the ass and I never want to do it again.
Same goes for coaching kids.
I don't care if they give a Broadway-worthy performance on Saturday. I will give them each a hug, sprint to my car, lock the doors and drive away as quickly as possible. I may also change my cell phone number and have to get a new Facebook page.
Because I am done forever.