Hello, my name is Doug and I’m a workaholic. It’s been far too long since I just said “no.â€
A reader correctly pointed out Saturday that the typos in Blue Ridge Muse are increasing. He’s right. It is, I fear, a byproduct of trying to do far too much in way little time.
As noted in an earlier post, I hit the wall this week, crashing and burning under a schedule that tried to cram too much into a day. It had to happen. Since relocating to the mountains, I’ve lost the ability to say “no†when someone asks me to take on a volunteer job, serve on a board or tackle a project.
Something had to give…and it did: My health. Now my wife, my doctor and just about everyone else I know is on my back, yapping about slowing down. They’re right of course and I took the first steps this week, stepping down as vice president for development for The Jacksonville Center, resigning from two other boards I serve on and taking a break from the daily column I’ve been writing for Capitol Hill Blue.
I need time to regroup and rethink my priorities. Then maybe, just maybe, I can get back to doing what I do best. Who knows? I might just be able to write a simple blog post without a bunch of misspelled words and misplaced punctuation.
Beware the small minds that have nothing better to do than rip others. Even they make typos. But the rest of us are usually decent enough to ignore that fact. Why? We are all imperfect. We are almost all volunteers. And we all try to fit too much into a day. Personally speaking my fingers type really fast and really inaccurately! 🙁 Sure everyone should do good copy. But let’s be real. The main thing that needs to be said is:
Your photos are awesome. And I look forward to seeing them on the aggregator. Thanks for what you do.
Through years of contact with a Power greater than myself, I’ve been able to correct my drive for absolute perfection.. Now,
I just try to be REASONABLY
perfect.. But still…
My best friend is Jewish, and he told me, “Leave
something for the Messiah to do!” That brought my Self Will out into the light where I could see it yet again in one of its many disguises..
Oh well.. Progress, not perfection..
Stephanie:
It was a volunteer position. I’m mostly retired and do very little work for pay these days.