working for a charity has its perks...

From time to time there are some nice fringe benefits associated with being employed by a charity. Sometimes.

My more than full-time employment with the Boys & Girls Clubs is probably reasons 1 through 5 why I am so busy all the time. Ok, forget probably. It is reasons 1 through 5. But every once in a while we get little perks. Like free tickets to sporting events. Or I get to have a day like today.

Today I spent the day at the Phoenix Country Club. They are hosting the Goldwater Tennis Classic this week, and the Boys & Girls Clubs of the East Valley is the beneficiary charity (thank you, Grant Woods!). Earlier this week I had been there a couple of times for part of the day, but today was a full day there. From 9 am till the fat lady sang and the tennis tournament ended around 6 pm.

It was a nice, laid back day that was a complete change of pace from the usual chaos I get to endure at the Club (did you see what I did there? I said "get to" not "have to." perspective is a beautiful thing...). I seriously needed a break from the Club melee. The first two days this week this week nearly took everything out of me. So today I enjoyed a day at the country club (sounds kinda pretentious, yes?).

The day included, in no particular order:

• eating a ridiculous amount of Dunkin Donuts munchkins. seriously. i think i ate the equivalent of a dozen donuts. ok, i overspoke. half a dozen.
• watching one set of a singles match that was seriously one-sided and chuckling at the grunting. did i mention the grunting was in a foreign language? it was. i wish i could make this stuff up.
• scoring a DELISH wildberry margarita from the Cruz Tequila reps while selling raffle tickets at a ladies' luncheon.
• eating an equally delish lunch prepared by the PCC at an outdoor table at the edge of the golf course. amazing.
• preparing my variance report while watching a doubles match and soaking in some rays. did i mention the spot where they had us posted was freezing? i found many an excuse to sit and watch matches where the sunlight was ample.

And now I sit in my very warm and comfy yoga pants and long-sleeved gym shirt with slippers warming my now defrosted tootsies looking forward to an equally slow-paced and fun weekend.

It's the little things that make life beautiful, don't you think?