Guide Me, Kenny Rogers!

I did the craziest thing.  I thought back to when I was a kid out in the country, and we’d run around singing Kenny Roger’s “The Gambler”.  (Don’t you judge me!)  To this day I think of the words, “Know when to hold ’em, know when to fold ’em, know when to walk away, know when to run.”

Ladies and gentlemen, friends and those-soon-to-be, I knew when to fold ’em. I folded and I ran for the hills.

I’m usually fantastic with deadlines. I can put on The Bunny Ears of Might and write like a possessed woman if I need to.  But I admit that I get overwhelmed, and this has been a particularly crazy time.  Throw in the fact that my family came down with the bubonic plague (well, okay, a Las Vegas cold, but it’s practically the same thing) and I realized that I had bit off more than I could chew.

I emailed several dear, dear people explaining that I had to push my self-imposed deadlines back a bit.  These weren’t hard and fast deadlines, which I had already worked to hit, but deadlines that I either asked for or gave myself in order to motivate me.  As one friend put it, there isn’t really anything riding on it, and why stress and become more ill when it isn’t necessary?  The people who I work with are dears, and very kind, and I currently breathe a sigh of relief with four major deadlines off of my back at the moment.  The only project that I’m absolutely still working on is finishing my novel before Robby D, but I’m even prepared to dance around horribly and sing an awful song as penance for not completing on time, if necessary.  It feels good.  Thank you, Kenny Rogers.  And now, enjoy this song, and my awesome, rural childhood. 😉

7 Comments on “Guide Me, Kenny Rogers!”

  1. Mercedes, sounds like you have a good handle on the situation. I think you just need to slack up a little bit and it will all work out in the long run. BTW, I won’t judge you. I was country when country wasn’t cool. Talk about aging a body! 😉

    Take Care Dear,


  2. Ah, the plague. Hope everyone is on the mend.

    Kenny Rogers can really spew the advice, especially for anyone in the Vegas area. (Yeah, that was a bad “Gambler” joke.) Take care, Mercedes.

  3. I’m glad you’re able to slack a little, darlin’. You know you have to take care of you and yours before anything else.

    Of course, come April, it’ll be a whole new ballgame, so hurry up and get better. >:)

  4. I’m impressed! Way to know what you can do and what you can’t. Way to SIMPLIFY! Now, about those bunny ears… 😉

  5. Thanks, Ardee-ann! My son has been home sick from school for two days, and we’re all just kind of lying around, dying. It’s tough to be motivated when all I’m fantasizing about is juice. 😉

    Aaron, boo! Hiss! But funny.

    Oh, bring it on, Simon. I’ll take you down come April.

    Nisa, you’re obsession with my bunny ears is getting unnerving! I’m telling your mom!

  6. I was on the road to recovery until you mentioned them in this post! Two steps forward, one step back. 😛

    I think my mom would look at you like the mailman/pizza delivery guy/neighbor just at the mention. Besides, hello! Favorite child can do no wrong! 😉

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