I’ve started to pay closer attention to the words I say. I had a lovely lunch with my friend Brian the other day, and at least twice I heard myself say
I need to slow down. I need to slow down my life.
It made me think.
The other day, my car was broken into. I’d come home from a long day, full of social commitments and work. I felt sick, I was running myself ragged. I grabbed my guitar and went in the house.
I didn’t lock my car.
I stayed home the next day and didn’t drive. Friday morning I got in, and right away I knew something was off. My glovebox was open, parking stubs were scattered on the floor, and my heart sank. I called my husband and asked him if he’d gone through my car, looking for something. I already knew what he would say.
No. It had been someone else. A thief. A stranger.
It’s a terrible feeling, having your sacred space violated. You feel exposed, vulnerable. I won’t say I wasn’t upset. I won’t say I didn’t cry. But I learned something. This was a blessing in disguise.
I need to slow down. It was because I was so tired that I left the car unlocked, and it was broken into. It was my packed calendar that led to this happening.
And because of all of this, I’ve made a decision. From now until the end of August, I’m going to be the “No” Girl. My plan is to wrap up all of my current social commitments and not take on any new ones between now and September.
No book club.
No (new) yoga club.
No writing group.
I need a break. I’m taking one. Any tips fellow no-sayers have to share are much appreciated. This is very new territory for me, and I need all the help & guidance I can get.
I’m really excited for this hiatus, and what will come of it.
Happy Sunday, everyone. Blessings & peace to you and yours.subscribe to my RSS feed!