I had to tell them because I could tell one of them was getting upset with me. The three of us coordinate a monthly arts exhibition, and it's a monumental task. To be honest, it's expanded more than I'd intended this first year, and it's a lot of unpaid work. While I love the project, I'm just not going to have the time to commit to the volunteer organizations of which I'm part right now.
I'm limiting my work with another organization to the scope required by the organizational by-laws, though I've been doing far more. My board term is up in December, and I am not running for the board again. I need time to work on me. My family deserves time to process this diagnosis and what it means and how our lives have to change without the added stress of our many volunteer commitments.
Plus we know that medical bills are going to begin piling up. They already are, and they're not going to get better, which means I need to be spending more time on contract work and less time on unpaid stuff. I'm normally Susie Volunteer, so I hate it, but my health has to come first right now. I'm still not completely sold on that idea because I'm just deflated thinking about working out and working out and cutting every small pleasure from my diet and knowing there's still the possibility I won't see any difference.
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