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Someone recently asked me if I wanted to buy a circus. Okay. Not literally. But what they were asking me to do would have amounted to creating a circus out of my life.
I’m a “refusal-challenged” person. In other words, just like Ado Annie in Oklahoma, “I cain’t say no.” Whenever somebody asks me to take on a new project, or I see a void that needs to be filled, I’m like an easily distracted puppy. I’ve gotten myself wrapped up in a lot of trouble that way, because I tend to bite off more than I can chew.
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But I’m trying to learn my limitations. When I hung up the phone with this person asking me to commit to something I didn’t really want to do, a common saying went through my mind: “Not my circus, not my monkeys.” And I realized that I didn’t want to make it into my circus. So I (gasp!) said no.
My plate is as full as I want it to be right now. I got a family to run and books to write. What more could I ask for?