Monday, May 6, 2013

Dang! It Feels Good to be Quitter

I did it. I quit the PTA,  and I don't have a single morsel of Bad Mommy Regret. In fact, I feel pretty darn good. Why did I join in the first place? I don't know. Actually, that's not true. I joined because I wanted to be involved with the peeps'  school. But I didn't just pay my 10 bucks and call myself a PTA member. Nope. Not me. I had to join big. I volunteered to be the spirit wear lady.

Yep, I ignored the sage advice of trusted friends and jumped right in.

And last week, I jumped back out.

I used to not be a quitter. In my younger years, I'd see pretty much everything I attempted through to its bitter end, even if it made me miserable. But now that I'm older with some life experience tucked away, I find that I have little tolerance for giving my time to activities that either do not bring me joy or whose value is not immediately evident. Or, that are mismanaged, unorganized  and dripping with fake. Or all of those things.

I have also discovered that I am comfortable with being a quitter every now and then.

Now if I could only get comfortable saying, "No" to begin with. That would save me a lot of time and trouble.

How about you? Tell me about a time when you quit something and danced a jig.

Wherever you are, whatever you're doing... Keep It Real.

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