I say NO in a loud Australian accent to my kids ALL THE TIME, constantly. Do they listen. NO!
But when it comes to other people – I am not very good at saying no. If it involves work or helping someone, then I can’t seem to say it. It automatically comes out as a YES!
Recently a lovely lady at work asked me to take on a new task. And with everything happening in my life at the moment, I was reluctant, but as usual I said yes.
I shouldn’t of.
For the last couple of weeks, I have been finishing work really late and I have been in a permanent state of panic. And then I made some mistakes. I don’t like making mistakes – it makes me nauseous even thinking about making mistakes.
Eventually I had to admit to myself I wasn’t coping at all, not even a little bit. I had to write an email and say NO.
It hurt. I was letting them down. I was pulling out. I felt absolutely dreadful.
But I have made the right decision. Today was the first day without the extra task and I have lost the swirly feeling in my tummy. And I might, just might, even get to lie on the sofa and watch some of the hundreds of TV shows I have recorded, that I haven’t had a chance to watch since before Christmas.
I think I need to say NO more. But I wouldn’t be who I am if I didn’t run around like a mad thing all day every day. If I said NO I would be very relaxed and chilled out and sit on the sofa a lot and that just wouldn’t be right.
But I will consider my answers from now on and will weigh up just exactly how much time I have available before I promise anything. Mainly because I could end up even crazier than I am now and that would scare the children.