Yesterday I set myself free. I said "no more committees", and resigned from my remaining committee-oid obligations. It felt marvelous, mostly. There was an occasional twinge of guilt, because I am a good person who takes commitments seriously. But the twinge was not about resigning, it was about not saying "no" in the first place.
I have been living outside my comfort zone for months, playing at extroversion for reasons I still do not understand. But I finally need to honor my need for daydreaming, for creativity, and for time to play with words. And yarn. And flour and yeast.
No more committees.
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