St. P's has 115 official members and a large group of people who attend regularly but haven't gone through the official paperwork to join. Regular Sunday attendance is 75 people. The yearly budget is $125K, not counting the income from renting the Mission House, so being the administrator is like running a small business.
There's me, The Padre, the organist, the groundskeeper and the babysitter who are paid staff. My buddy J. the caterer manages the kitchen and does the floral arrangements in return for running his catering business out of it (we turn a blind eye to this on the grounds that our insurance company would have kittens if it knew). The financial officer, committee chairs and all the various teachers are volunteers.
If someone needs Sunday School supplies or a garden hose, or if J. makes a Sam's Club run to buy coffee and toilet paper, they turn in receipts and I get them reimbursed. The problem is that people tend to forget to turn them in until the end of the year. So the last couple of days can be a complete madhouse, with committees suddenly spending down their budgets and receipts raining on me like accursed snowflakes.
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Date: 2008-12-12 03:30 pm (UTC)There's me, The Padre, the organist, the groundskeeper and the babysitter who are paid staff. My buddy J. the caterer manages the kitchen and does the floral arrangements in return for running his catering business out of it (we turn a blind eye to this on the grounds that our insurance company would have kittens if it knew). The financial officer, committee chairs and all the various teachers are volunteers.
If someone needs Sunday School supplies or a garden hose, or if J. makes a Sam's Club run to buy coffee and toilet paper, they turn in receipts and I get them reimbursed. The problem is that people tend to forget to turn them in until the end of the year. So the last couple of days can be a complete madhouse, with committees suddenly spending down their budgets and receipts raining on me like accursed snowflakes.