My brain hurts.
All morning and half the afternoon I have been writing a report (currently four pages long) detailing the current state of the project we are managing. Trying to put politely the fact that the person we have to work with as Chair is an idiot, who goes off at a tangent on her own, upsetting volunteers, trying to discredit other people's judgements and who uses as an excuse the fact that she didn't know what was going on. The fact that she is completely incapable of listening to anyone goes totally over her head. She has no creative side to her at all. She thinks everything should be done in formal meetings, in committee. She talks a load of council type rubbish. And then she wonders why this project has taken four years to get off the ground.
It's taken six months for them to figure out a way of reclaiming VAT on purchases for the project. Why? Who would seriously want to give a sixth of the HLF grant straight back to HMRC?
We have to find some niche that she can be put in charge of, just to keep her out of the way of everyone else. I have had to write this report just to make sure that she doesn't write it and now I shall have to email it to everyone involved that I can think of just so that she doesn't either pretend it's not like that, or else steal all the words and try to pretend they are hers. Not that anyone would be fooled by that as she tends to write total gibberish with very little punctuation and terrible spelling (eg "graffic" artists - to rhyme with traffic, I suppose).
There. I've said it now.
And then after that I've been doing our year end accounts. Not because it's the actual year end - those were done months ago - but because I need to do our tax returns. Not because they actually need submitting now, but because the tax credits annual review has to be done by the end of July, and so I might as well have actually done the tax returns as well. At least I won't get a penalty for filing a late return. And with a bit of luck the tax credits people might decide I'm so poor they might give me something. Alternatively with daughter having just finished secondary education they will probably take some away.
So the rather nice sunshine I can see out the window is just that - outside the window.