Today is a chance to revisit some of our favorite posts and link up with Allison Gringas at Reconciled to You. Be sure to head over to her blog today and check out some of the other fine posts that people are sharing at #WorthRevisit Wednesday!
Back in June 2009, I wrote about how I survived a busy weekend by asking for help, which is something I hate to do. What really helped me learn how to ask for help was when my husband asked me whether or not I would help someone else if I could. When I said yes, he told me it was silly to think that I’d be imposing on others by asking them to help me out when I needed it.Since the post below was written, life has gotten even busier, and I’ve learned to swallow my pride and ask for help when I need it. I regularly ask other parents to assist me with carpooling if there’s no way I can manage, and I make sure I’m open to helping someoen else when I can manage it all. It’s humbling asking for help, but when you can return the favor for someone else, it feels really good.
This weekend was FABULOUS for many reasons, and I’m sure I’ll blog about it later.
- The girls did the floors that were not the kitchen, and they were not perfect.
- I did not fix them.
- I had relatives washing dishes for me, carrying things around, assisting with cooking sausages, clearing tables, and when they offered help I nearly always said, “YES!” and gave them something to do. (I did not do this frequently with my Nana, as she’s nearly 90, and I didn’t want her up and doing too much. She would not listen most of the time and shoved her way in. Ornery Irish woman, that one!)