Recently I have been working on learning a new skill. It's a skill that I've known for a long time that I need to learn and that I have tried to learn but never really mastered. It should be simple but . . .
"No" That's the skill I need-to be able to say "no."
Like I said, it should be simple but I have such a hard time saying no when asked to do things that I know really are not the best for me or those that I have a responsibility too.
It usually goes like this-Someone asks me
"Are you swamped today?"
I already know what's coming and my mind starts racing. Am I swamped? What exactly is "swamped" anyway? I'm comfortable with what I have to do. I could do a little more if I had too. It would be possible.
"No" I say. "I'm not swamped."
Well than could you do. . . fill in the blank.
Last week someone walked in my house, looked around and said "You don't have as many kids as usual."
"No, a few kids are on vacation with their family this week, so I am getting a little bit of a break."
"Oh" she replied. "Well, since you're not swamped(I'm beginning to hate that word) could you watch my son (9 months old) so I can go clothes shopping and out to eat with my sister."
Inside I'm fuming. Outwardly I smile and I say "Sure."
Then I proceeded to stew the whole time she was gone.
This week it happened again. Same question-"Are you swamped?" "Can you keep my son?"
And I looked at her and said "No. I can't."
And guess what- we both survived. We're still friends. And my family and the kids I am truly responsible for were much happier because I was truly there for them instead of being "swamped."
And if it happens again . . .well, I'm working on it. . . I'm planning to say "no". . . we'll see.