It's a mad mad mad rugby world

The rugby madness, it is starting again!

I just spent about 20 minutes using a calendar template on my mom's computer to make myself a rugby calendar - one for JUST rugby events. And between games, e-board meetings, and fundraisers, that calendar is pretty damn full. Even without practices written in!

Earlier today, I finally finished slogging through the Treasurer's Bible (the binder for my position). Man oh man, Mama Jess was NOT kidding when she said it was a mess! Basically it's stacks of money-related forms (filled-out and blank) from up to three or four seasons ago, two copies of the Club Sports rules, and two letters from previous treasurers. I made the mistake of reading the two years old one first, but the one for me from Mama Jess was pretty helpful.

Anyways, after an hour or two of flipping through forms, reading and rereading Jess' letter, and checking out the PRU website, I've at least figured out that we're not going to show up to a game and be referee-less because I didn't pay someone. I've still got to figure out exactly what magic spells Jess put on the Excel spreadsheets I've got, get an updated version of our budget that includes reimbursements made over the summer, and figure out what the hell is going on with UVA drivers' reimbursements (and if I have to do anything about it - see, Krysi, I'm trying!)

Once I get those things figured out, and go to a Club Sports meeting Sunday night, I'll be totally on top of things.

That is, for the official budget.

Then, there's the social budget, which technically is not a rugby budget but just some money collectively owned by some girls that just happen to be on the rugby team that goes towards alcohol for parties that are not rugby parties but just happen to be attended by the rugby team. Which I just happen to be in charge of. This, I know little to nothing about - except that technically, it doesn't exist.

Then, of course, I have to keep all this information safe in a head which will be battered by rucking pads and angry ruggers.

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Rugby, my abusive lover, I've missed you so!!!

I'm in charge of money... be scared!

So rugby elections were tonight, and I am the treasurer.

I wasn't planning on running for treasurer... but I was approached by a number of people who felt I was the best for the position. And we all know how addicted to this team I am, and how I want to do whatever's best for this creepy rugger family; so I accepted my nomination and am now treasurer.

It's not really a fun job... but it is one that needs to be done, and one I know I can handle. The time commitment isn't too much; and what it really needs is an organized person who's willing to do froms and nitpicky things, etc. Which I can do. And I will be glad to do, really.

Plus, I get to be on the eboard and make decisions.

Plus, I get to play with moneeeeeeeeeeeey.

Mwahahahaha!