I totally punked out.
Yesterday was the Listen to Your Mother reunion in Oklahoma
City and I didn't go. Why? you ask. Where you ill? Did you have a writing gig?
Was the world being overthrown by zombies?
No.
The original plan was for The Hubs to watch The Kid and I
was going to pick up a few fellow cast mates and make the journey. Then The
Hubs work got in the way. He recently got a new promotion, head of fixing crap
when all chaos breaks loose. And chaos ensued, so he was unable to watch The
Kid.
Here's where I punked out. I could've taken The Kid to the
reunion. Others were bringing their entire families, but the thought of 5 hours
(roundtrip) with The Kid in the car did not have my heart going pitter patter.
Neither did the knowledge of not really being able to enjoy the reunion because
I'd be constantly making sure The Kid didn't break or injure anyone. Those
thoughts, plus the fact I have tons of work to do on my upcoming novel, didn't
help persuade me to want to go.
I really hated to let this group of ladies (and gentleman)
down, but the very thought of it had me groaning. Then I remembered some valuable
words a very wise woman said to me, "Sometimes you just have to say
no."
I know I can't do it all, even the things I really want to
do. Sometimes it's really hard to say no, but I know that it was the right
thing to do. And I will definitely make the next one. Balancing this Mommy
thing and a full time writing career is hard. I want to be the girl who does it
all and goes to everything, but part of making it successful is knowing when to
say no.
