Letting Go

Whoops. I really need to change the time settings on this thing. I do not get up at five in the morning, birds or no birds.

On the positive side of life: I am handing the presidency of SAAFE (Sexual Assault Awareness for Everyone) over to the treasurer, and we are finding a new treasurer. I decided last week, in consultation with a friend, that as I am doing Too Much and also have Too Much other stuff going on - something had to go.

I'm still going to be involved in SAAFE. I spent all summer making lists, and I'm not giving up that easily. I'm just handing the organizational stuff over to somebody else. She's acting pres as of, uh, right now. Actually, as of yesterday.

The meeting is in twenty minutes... in theory I could still be pres for that, but there's really no point in saying "hi! I'm the president of SAAFE - for now. She's about to take over!" and confusing people.

It's a very Wellesley thing to do too much. I am busy. This year I am trying to let go enough to maintain my sanity: I'm trying to become Wendy Wellesley's black-sheep-of-a-little-sister Wanda. Right now I am too much like Wendy.