This weekend I learned a pretty big life lesson – trying to please everyone will not please anyone at all.
Yes, of course I have been told this to me numerous amounts of times and of course I have told myself Jenn, one day, saying yes to everything will come back and haunt you.
Well – karma decided to work its magic this weekend, I had my nieces first birthday to attend to along with a friend’s wedding reception. Before discussing my plans with the other half, I had told both people that I would be able to attend. I looked at my gmail calendar and thought yes I can attend two events in one night. If Superman, Spiderman and Batman can all attend more than one event in one night, fight crime, so can I (with out fighting crime)!
As I arrived at the first event, it was running late – uh oh…I swear the invitation said 3PM.
I decided to make the best of it and stayed as long as I could until I had to jet off to the wedding reception. I wasn’t even dressed up yet and I had to take time in between to straighten my hair, get my brows done- and ZOOM – we were off to the next event. I texted my cousin as I left the party and when she responded, my heart broke. I felt horrible that I left a family function that was once in a lifetime to go to another event. But at that same time I felt like I couldn’t miss my friend’s reception – after all, people only get married once, right?
When I arrived to see the bride and groom they looked fabulous – everyone did. As I sat down to talk to a couple of my friends, they asked what I did earlier in the day I told them about the party. “Why did you leave? It’s your family!” said one friend. “They would understand if you had family stuff!” said another. SIGH. I felt guilty. I knew I had to go back to my cousin’s party – but I was at a reception. How was I going to make this tough choice? In the end, I knew that I had to be with my family – because family comes first right? After mingling for about 45 minutes or so I told the bride and groom I had to go, they seemed a bit disappointed but I hope they understood.
We whisked away back to my cousins house and things seemed to still be going, kids running a muck and my family trying to pack up the food and sweets. I started to help clean when my cousin kept insisting that I try the cake, macaroons, salad etc etc. (Side note: in a Chinese household you cannot say “no” when someone is putting food on your plate.) I started to eat till I was about to burst then started packing the rest of the food up in to-go boxes.
While I was cleaning up and packing, I thought to myself, I know I made the right decision to come back, family is family, but I also felt that with all the food I ate, I need to go on a diet too! I started the paleo diet this week.
So far it is day 3 and I have cheated 2 times. On day 2, I wasn’t feeling 100% and had chicken noodle soup and today I had a Subway sandwich. It is only the beginning as I know this is not a fad diet, but rather a lifestyle change.
The time I took cleaning up at my cousins made me think I need to re-prioritize and clean up my own life before trying to be in everyone else. Family and friends, thanks for putting up with my crazy schedule! xoxo