For the “greater good” means, you don’t get paid.

I’m not sure why, but my blog does not show up on any readers. I’ve tried to update things with no luck. *sigh* Perhaps I should just get your phone number and call you once or twice a week and share my nonsense; I’d hate for you to miss out on anything life changing.

Edited to add: I figured out how to add a subscribe widget and you can get a notification now when I post something life-changing. Suz, making dreams come true since today.


The Coach has once again taken on a softball coaching position with a local college. He did this last year helping our local 2 year school; they needed a hitting specialist and he is special in that area. Now, the Division one school needed someone to help for 10 weeks; they have always wanted him on board. It IS a paid position, but he opted to NOT get paid, that way if he needed to be somewhere else one day (work? GA?) he wouldn’t feel horrible missing it. It’s five mornings a week and on Mondays, it’s a two-fer. He goes to the Gym M-W-F from 7-8, then heads to the school for hitting from 8:30-11:30, then to our business to work and on Monday’s it’s back to the school from 5:30-7ish to assist some students who can’t make that morning. Other days, he’s working until 7ish. THE STAMINA this guy has just blows my mind.

I was telling my Aunt about his latest “job”, she asked if it paid. I relayed his reasoning and then I remembered a conversation from around 10 (maybe 13?) years ago. The Coach always coached travel softball and one of the local high schools asked begged him to coach the girls’ team. I was NOT on board because he was already working so much and this required DAILY practices every school day afternoon; the school was NOT right down the street. He wanted to take the job because he loved coaching so he tried to butter me up with the fact that it was a PAID position.

Coach: It’ll be fun for me, plus It’s extra money in our pocket and we can ‘out of zone’ Lolo next year and she can play for me; so much good bonding.

Me: Paid? How much?

Coach: 32.

Me THIRTY TWO THOUSAND?

Coach: $3,200.

WHAT THE HELL? If you could have seen my face.

Goodness. If you add up all the gas, other personal expenses and time away from a growing business, he PAID the school $30 and hour to coach. HA!

He did end up coaching for about six seasons and honestly, put the team on the map in our county with all the winning, I will forever be grateful to all my girls’ coaches, peers, etc through school because the pay is crap. They are doing it for the kids; at least in our experience.

FYI: He did get a COVID test prior to working with the college girls and he wears a mask when working with them. The girls are only to be around their roommates; so four girls to a pod and they live/practice together and they won’t have any real games; just scrimmage within the team.

Ok. I really didn’t have anything to say today, but that came to mind this morning and the way my blog posts, ya’ll might see it on Saturday.

Happy Hump Day!!

11 thoughts on “For the “greater good” means, you don’t get paid.

  1. I’m so confused – looks like I missed a post and I look in my feed on the regular. I must back track to read that post, because olives are gross.

    So your Coach is the real deal, like an actual coach . . . my coach is the dad volunteer type. B-ball at the YMCA, the local soccer team, when we had the kids in Catholic school – basketball there, and when he was really needed and the boys were young he assistant coached for baseball, his least fav sport. Your guy is going to be BUSY! Nice to step in as a volunteer, and hope he does step away to do stuff as needed, like Georgia.

    I am useless as a coach, unless we are talking burping babies. That is my specialty. Baby burping coach- services highly sought, but not enough to pay much of anything.

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    1. My posts were not showing up at all, or they were delayed by a day or two. It’s not your fault, I’m blaming the internet.
      Yes, he’s a real coach who started out as a volunteer. Actually we both started that way when Lolo started T-Ball at five years old….I did it until the kids threw faster than I did and that was only 3 years later.
      He is making our GA visits a priority because he’s a smart cookie.
      Baby burping is VERY important; just ask someone suffering with gas.

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  2. I think it’s wonderful that Coach gives of himself to help young ladies with their sports activities. He is obviously very good at his coaching duties. It’s good of you to be so supportive of him as well. Hopefully he will find a way to get to Georgia as needed (or wanted).

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  3. Your blog showed up in my Bloglovin feed! YAY! But I also just subscribed in case it decides to go missing. I mean, I could have done that all along, GUESS I SHOULD HAVE KNOWN THAT SINCE I BLOG. Duh, Kari.

    That is so cool that he coaches! My husband loves coaching. He used to coach Ellie’s soccer team and they all loved him. Those were the days.

    But that made me laugh how the money worked out! He must love doing it. He sounds an awful lot like my husband. I feel like they would get along so well. That is good for when we meet someday. 🙂

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  4. This post showed up in my reader! I think it has to do with a different domain name? Maybe? Because I re-subscribed and it worked. Wow, your husband puts in the HOURS, holy moly. I’m sure it’s rewarding for him – I’m super impressed!

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    1. Nicole, I’ve been going round and round with my site. The biggest issue is that it’s still connected to my old one and i’m confused as hell. The posts have been showing up a good 24 hours after my posting.
      Thank you!

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