I got to be all Alexis Carrington last night.

"If you are wondering why you're having a hard time keeping members, perhaps you should look at why you can't keep officers."

And then I walked out, not even looking back.

I didn't want to quit, but I was serving on a volunteer, interim basis on a board that had stopped communicating with me for reasons I can't explain, and I just had it (The breakdown in communication was so total that I had to call a board member's home to find out what time our meeting started last night; my emails asking such went unheeded.)

I was the second board member in that position to quit in the last six months, so I feel like it wasn't just me; indeed, I KNOW it wasn't just me.

Still, there's the feeling of loss, that I somehow failed the members of the group, that I could have made this situation better, but the truth is, I was fighting a losing battle where the very method I used to communicate was turned against me.

Life, my friends, is too short for that.