Stop the Disclaimers!
I went to a yoga class today at 11:00 am, and ran into a friend. I felt the need to tell her why I was not at work, and that I had a sinus infection, and my snot was green so it really was a real infection, and I could have taken a half day, and that I needed the humidity of the yoga room, and blah blah blah. She didn’t ask why I wasn’t at work. I just felt the need to tell her because I felt guilty.
Why do “we” feel so guilty? (“we” being you…Americans, women, moms…)
A friend had a birthday last week. I knew she was getting a massage for her birthday, so the next time I saw her, I asked how her massage was. She told me it was wonderful, and then explained to the other people around us that it was her birthday. She felt guilty for getting a massage. When she give the disclaimer of it being her birthday she felt better. Those people didn’t care if she got a massage on her birthday or her butt-day.
Let’s stop with the disclaimers. No one else cares but you. Most people think it is awesome if you take a day off and go to a yoga class, or go get a massage…even when it isn’t your birthday.
I really want to let some of my worker/mom/wife guilt go. I work hard at my job everyday, I am a good mom, and an even better wife. Just ask my husband.
Here’s the thing…Will I take my doctor’s note to work tomorrow? You bet your
ass butt I will.
Plus, I want this dog.