In general, while I may have a snarky, snippy and sarcastic side, I tend to be a “yes” person.
Need someone to join your planning committee? I’m in.
Have a last-minute hole to fill for a Twitter chat? Sign me up!
Have a guest post I’d be perfect to write? Give me the deadline and you’ll get it.
But that’s changing this summer, and I think (hope) it will make me better at my most important roles: wife, mother-to-be, daughter, full-time employee, friend.
On Monday, as I luxuriated on the couch with puppies at my feet and a well-worn Nora Roberts novel in my hand, I took a moment to post this on Facebook:
SO much I could have done today. I have piles of work for #Fitblog, the Central Florida Blogger Conference and of course, my full-time job. I have posts that need to be written for two blogs. I have a dozen emails from readers that deserve thoughtful responses. I have a house that takes my constant attention lest it be taken over by dog hair and dirty laundry. But something about today called for sleeping in, enjoying coffee on the pool deck, adventuring in the rain with my husband, re-reading a favorite book and finally, pajama snuggle time with my puppy. They say you never look back and wish you’d spent *more* time working, right? Back at it tomorrow.
I wrote it more as an atta-girl for myself that for others, because I really needed to let myself off the hook. I’d been feeling guilty about wasted time, thinking about the long to-do list I wake up to every day.
But when I sat back and thought about it, I realized that I needed that couch time and rain adventuring more than I needed to sit in front of my laptop. And I got more enjoyment over coffee on the pool deck than I would have by writing a post for Tuesday morning or answering emails.
So I’m calling this the summer of “no.” I will commit myself 110% to the things I’ve already agreed to — speaking engagements, conference planning and more. But I can’t add anything else to the list. That may mean that emails go unanswered for days, rather than the self-imposed 48-hour window I give myself now. It may mean that I have to turn down great opportunities.
It may mean that I don’t post everyday. It may mean I lose money. It may mean I lose readers.
I originally wrote this as a private journal entry — something I could refer back to if I’m tempted to say “yes” because it’s for a friend or because I hate letting people down. But I thought that by publishing it, I might help some of you realize that it’s OK to enjoy life offline, or to sleep in, or to choose Friday night puppy snuggle time over going out to the latest and greatest event.
The summer of NO. It starts now.