What did I learn about myself in 2011? I hate these introspective topics, just so you know. But I’ll be a good Babe.
I learned I don’t do well without structure in my world. I’m an organization junkie and last year my world was a tad chaotic. And I place full blame on me. I should be a better delegator. I should stop thinking that my way is the only way and ask for help more often. This week is a perfect example. I gave my hubby a slide converter for Christmas (he asked for it). Did I set it up and explain how to turn his slides into stunning .jpegs? Um, hell no. Instead I scanned all 273 slides, 12 at a time, for him so he wouldn’t have to struggle learning a new skill. I’m a moron. It took forever and I personally don’t give a hoot about his slides.
I think it’s time to get a little selfish. Selfish can be good. Sometimes selfish is necessary. With a little less time spent on other people’s stuff, I can spend more time making my world the organized little bastion I want it to be. Maybe not a full-on ‘me first’ but in the old days I lived on a schedule. I didn’t answer the phone when I was working. I went to the store on a specific day and if we ran short of something the rest of the time I sent my hubby out to hunt and gather. Hey – that‘s what men are supposed to do.
Being a writer means being self-directed and apparently I can only do that if my planets are aligned. That would be planet Bob and planet Katie. He’s retired and she’s a teenager. Time for more responsibility on their shoulders. It’s not like I’d be asking them to split and stack wood. Just easy stuff like make dinner once in a while and be responsible for their own laundry. I need to spend more time writing and less time being someone’s bitch. Because being the bitch makes me a bitch. Maybe that’s what I learned about myself.