Dear Maggie —
I’m just going to cut to the chase on this one. Is Chrissy Rogers OK? Like… actually OK? Should we be organizing a wellness check? Because I was cc’d on her email about this Saturday’s Day of Service, and I’ve got to say – the list of projects reads less like a volunteer day and more like a full HGTV series with a surprise season finale. I’m no expert, but when a “to-do list” starts sounding like a combination of Fixer to Fabulous and a mild cry for help, I get concerned. Are we sure this wasn’t sent accidentally while she was pinned under a fallen bookshelf? Chrissy, if you can hear us, blink twice. Or send a shorter list. Same thing. If this is intentional… I’d just like to submit the following phrases for consideration: “Is this physically possible?” “What is happening?” and “Has she finally snapped?” Inquiring Concerned readers want to know!
— Worried Wanda
Dear Worried –
I’m sure Chrissy appreciates your concern for her well-being. But I checked. Thoroughly. Chrissy is alive, well, and—perhaps most concerning—excited. Fully committed. Zero signs of distress. Which, honestly, raises more questions than it answers.
But here’s the thing: this is her thing. Every year, the initial reaction is confusion, followed by mild panic, followed by everyone showing up and somehow—against all odds—it all gets done. It’s like watching a live-action miracle, but with more mulch and fewer loaves and fishes. She incredulously confidently pulls off the seemingly impossible! Kudos to her – we’re lucky to have someone so capable of project management to take on our Day of Service each year.
And let’s be honest, the real MVP here might be her husband, Whit, who can be spotted wandering the campus like a benevolent power-tool fairy – drill in one hand, saw in the other – quietly fixing everything behind the scenes. If something is broken, crooked, or mysteriously detached from a wall, Whit has already handled it. Item too large for the dumpster? At the ready with a buzz saw. Legend.
Now, I will say… this year does feel next level. I saw the carpet shampooer on the list and had a moment. Those rugs? After a full school year? We’re not cleaning carpets – we’re uncovering archaeological layers. 🤮 There are probably artifacts down there. Possibly a lost mitten from 2018. Maybe even the origin story of every cold that’s gone around since Christmas.
Honestly, I wouldn’t be shocked if this turns into Chrissy’s side hustle. Give it a week, and we’ll see her on TikTok, influencing us with oddly satisfying rug-cleaning videos going viral. Meanwhile, Whit’s in the backyard building a custom “rug studio” with perfect lighting and industrial drainage. Marriage is about support.
All that said – ambition like this doesn’t run on vibes alone. Chrissy (and her increasingly busy husband) could use all the help they can get. So if you’ve got an hour – or four – stop by the school between 9am–4pm and jump in. There’s something for everyone, whether your skill-set is “power tools” or “enthusiastic standing nearby”.
And if you’re still considering that wellness check… you might want to redirect it to Whit by Sunday afternoon. Or just watch closely – if he blinks twice in one of those TikToks, we’ll know. 😉
— Maggie
