Phantom Hand

Tonight I attended a spouses' meeting for my husband's squadron.  I gave myself a pep talk before I got out of the car.  "No committment, just going to find out about upcoming events, don't get too involved too fast, there are plenty of other capable and willing individuals that will be there, just take notes."

So someone please tell me how I managed to walk out of the meeting with the shiny new title of "Newsletter Writer?"