Pragmatist
Pragmatist

I was talking to myself the other day, wondering where all my energy went, why am I holed up here doing nothing?  I'm telling myself that I need something to do. Ah, slapped me upside the head and said Toastmasters!!

Why Toastmaster?  Well, because I used to do Toastmasters. But it's been years since I've been to a meeting.  OK, so I Googled Toastmasters in Sacramento.  Clicked on District 39, and registered my query about clubs in my general neighborhood.  The next day came an e-mail with three clubs nearby.  One meets at 0730, and I can just see me at that hour trying to drive somewhere. Trying to get out of bed. Yeah.  Another club meets 2nd and 4th Wednesdays, and this is the 5th Wednesday.  So. That left one club meeting today. I was greeted before I even got to the door.  The greeter saw me walking down the hall, and came out of the room to greet me. I'm going back, join, pay my dues and start giving speeches again.  Oh, wow!!  The energy was positively electric. The speeches were so good.  The Toastmaster for today was poised, professional, totally at ease with himself.  Oh, yes. I'm going back!!


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