Well, my poor husband got sick with a stomach thing so I didn't get as much accomplished this weekend as I would have liked. I did manage to go see "Dreamgirls" yesterday. I'm trying to get through all the possible Oscar nominees before the big night. (yes, I admit it, I'm a movie-awards junkie) "Dreamgirls" was very well done. Jennifer Hudson has a wonderful voice. If you like movies like "Chicago" and "Ray," then you will probably like "Dreamgirls." However, it was still missing something for me. There were so many characters and the movie moved so quickly that I felt I couldn't really get emotionally invested in the characters. I although I probably won't see it again, I still recommend it.
So, my sensitive nature struck again yesterday. I recently took over the responsibility of financial secretary in my local Woman's Club. It's really not my cup of tea but I figured I could handle it. And I was looking for a way to get more involved. Well, I just started the position in November. In December, I had to turn over the books for semi-annual audit. I was supposed to get them back in a week but they forgot to tell me something they needed which delayed the process. Well, I got a call from the President of my group last night saying the club member doing the audit called her and said "the books were a mess" and that she couldn't do the audit. So, the President passes on this information and now I have to meet with the auditing club member tonight to "learn" how to do the books. This member is a former bookkeeper who has to have everything "just so." When I called her, she was very short with me and made me feel like I was inconveniencing her. When I got off the phone, I was really upset. I was hurt that this woman wouldn't just call me about it. Why did she feel the need to call the President? And I have only had the books for two months. How much damage could I do? They were balanced when I handed them over. I suspect that this woman is one of those people who have to have things done THEIR way. Now, I have to spend my one free night this week over at her house being berated and belittled over my shoddy bookkeeping. I hope she doesn't make me cry.