I wish that there was a pill for guilt. I think in a past life (not that i believe in past lives) I must have been a Catholic. Saying , "no" to anyone nearly sends me round the bend. But it all is getting to be too much.
I said no to PTA next year. I know that it is a good organization, yada yada. I started out great guns. Then one thing lead to another. Board members started dropping like flies. I procrastinated cuz I just wasn't feeling it.
Then I sent out a letter to my current board saying I just didn't have it in me to fight for another year. Our PTA is seriously struggling. Which makes it so much harder. But no one really had anything to say. Only one person even acknowledged that I wrote a letter. At least an acknowledgement would have been ok.
So why do I feel guilty for giving up something that no one really cares whether I am there or not?
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
Wednesday, March 9, 2011
removing hats
So I have part of it figured out. How can I possibly be good at everything I do when I have way too much to do? I wear too many hats. Too many to possibly do any of them well. It's part of my desire to hide under the covers every morning and pretend that I don't have to start my day.
Last night I talked to Jeff and made the decision to not be the PTA president next year. I can't do it all. Maybe if I remove that hat I can find room for the other, more important hats. Especially the mom-hat. That hat is the one that is suffering the most. The me-hat is a bit non-existent. Ever since breaking my leg I don't go play soccer (obviously), but it was mine. I was running. I was hanging out with people that I genuinely enjoy being around. I am still not running. I am just walking, which definitely means no soccer. Which means that time gets filled in with other things. Not necessarily mom-things....just things.
Things like baseball. Baseball season starts and we are crazy. Konley has practice 5 days a week, Jack has it 3 times a week, Keegan has soccer twice with 2 games this weekend. I am also taking a class for my job every Monday this month and last night I ran a PTA meeting, that only 5 of us attended.
Too many hats. Too much on my plate. If I have less on my plate, can I do more of what is left? That is the question...guess I'll have to find out.
Last night I talked to Jeff and made the decision to not be the PTA president next year. I can't do it all. Maybe if I remove that hat I can find room for the other, more important hats. Especially the mom-hat. That hat is the one that is suffering the most. The me-hat is a bit non-existent. Ever since breaking my leg I don't go play soccer (obviously), but it was mine. I was running. I was hanging out with people that I genuinely enjoy being around. I am still not running. I am just walking, which definitely means no soccer. Which means that time gets filled in with other things. Not necessarily mom-things....just things.
Things like baseball. Baseball season starts and we are crazy. Konley has practice 5 days a week, Jack has it 3 times a week, Keegan has soccer twice with 2 games this weekend. I am also taking a class for my job every Monday this month and last night I ran a PTA meeting, that only 5 of us attended.
Too many hats. Too much on my plate. If I have less on my plate, can I do more of what is left? That is the question...guess I'll have to find out.
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