Yeah, I've succumbed to using acronyms. Whatev.
POTPY: Princess Of The Perpetual YES.
Queen would've sounded better, but QOTPY sounds dumb.
By the way, this doesn't mean that I say yes to everything. If it did, I'd have at least sixteen really old, goopy-eyed cats, a few stolen televisions, jail time, and a husband named B.o.B. Possibly an STD. (super tiny dog). But it does mean that I have a lot of really old furniture and boxes of my siblings' ancient stuffed animals and childhood memorabilia (thanks, Mom), a broken cappuccino maker, a painting of a tiger on velvet, and A LOT of writing projects.
Ask me for something, and my first instinct is to answer yes. Actually, I normally say, "What? I didn't catch that." And then I say yes. Occasionally, I do say no (B.o.B, the answer is still NO. Got it?) But it's not easy for me. Telemarketing boardrooms worldwide have a picture of my face with a bull's-eye right between my eyes. Buy your MaryKayAvonPamperedChefTupperwareMacaroniNecklaces? Babysit your champion team of Adirondack hamsters? Edit your one thousand page ESL treatise of inhuman nature?
Dude, no problem.
It's not that I'm gullible, it's that I am the quintessential people pleaser. A POTPY, to be precise. Especially if you ask me to do something that I want to do. Or if I really like you. It doesn't matter that I have a thousand other things going on.
And OMfreakingG, how I stress myself out doing this! People tell me all the time I can't do everything and please everyone (including myself). It doesn't stop me from trying though. Because I really want to do it all. And I know ultimately, I'll pull it off. I might lose some hair, age a decade, and forget the names of my family members, but I can SO do it. Sleep is overrated anyway.
Sometimes...I fail, though. And I let people down. Because I promise too much.
That makes me POO. (Princess of Overextension)
This is why I'm prone to ulcers. I hate letting people down. People, POTPY always leads to POO. It's inevitable.
And ulcers, people. Ulcers.
I don't really know where I'm going with this, except to say that's what I've been up to. And why my blogging and comments on your blogs have diminished some. Okay, a lot. I'm rather up to my neck actually. That's POO for you. I hope you can forgive me. But maybe you can take a lesson from me? Try to do to much, and you turn into POO.
P.S. It's my anniversary today. Sort of.
Happy 100th Blog Post to me!!!
As a present to me, I'm taking a sabbatical from blogging for a bit (yeah, I know, what's new). Well, I'll post my Bookanistas review tomorrow. And then a sabbatical. For one thing, I'm headed to the
If you're headed to the conference yourself, do tell me, so I can look for you! I'll be the one who looks like POO.
This is not THAT B.o.B.