A better title for this post would be "Scarcity Ears." So, a little while ago I posted a great idea on this site. I'll get back to that after I tell my tale of a secretariat desk, some banners, and some sweets, just a few examples of how hard it is to get some Friends to acknowledge when things are good.

I wanted to replace the literature table that no one sees anymore with a secretariat desk with, admittedly, cubbies and drawers. AND I VOLUNTEERED TO KEEP IT NEAT. I've been a very active volunteer and committee member for over 5 years. I challenge anyone to say I don't follow thru. The word I got back: we haven't got the hands for it, your desk is too big. The desk is smaller than the table, as I noted in my emails. But never mind. Every Good Friday we have a standout--worship on the town common. The wind is terrific. One Friday I heard it shear a cardboard sign in half. We now have permanent signs, but the kids still make signs, so the idea that was great on the walk back died on the sidewalk. No white banners in the gusty gusts. Today, as I left Meeting the organizer of our middle east benefit asked for my help. I said yes and asked about food. She said we don't have the hands so she wants to keep it streamlined. I immediately offered to help with baked goods and had 1.5 clean up volunteers secured before we left the building as I said how much people love to cook, she said she's going to think about it. Then I had a conversation with the Elder Elder about "our" facebook group. I think one of the worst things about being old is not knowing that you are old. And then I ran home with the copy of Friends Journal I didn't have a chance to peak at during the day is because I was drawn in to cover for two illnesses. There are no personal ads. When I posted on this board that maybe we could pin a personal ads post to the top I was told to check the Friends Journal. I feel like giving up.