Nice and cool for sleeping last night--and it rained! yay!

The shelter had a board meeting last night. I was invited, but I said I could only stay for a little bit, since I had choir rehearsal on Wednesday nights. I was able to mention a couple things that I think need to be dealt with, but many of the people on the board do not seem to be very knowledgeable about the field. When I was telling them about the family being evicted, one man wanted to know the ages of the children. I said it was not really relevant, but told them approximately. Many of the board members seemed to be concerned about where they would go, a mistake many people make. If the family is not right for the shelter and will not benefit from their time there, the fact that they do not have somewhere else to go is not our problem. I know that sounds harsh, and I probably need to think of a better way to phrase it, but I said that to Kerri too. If there were a shelter for families where the parents have mental health issues, that would be great. But it doesn't do them any good to be in a place where they are not getting the kind of help they need, and it doesn't do the rest of the residents any good either. I wonder how much they got done after I left.

Ray went home and made mac and cheese and then picked me up from the meeting, which was in an office in the Bottleworks--really neat. Potluck and choir were enjoyable.