It’s time to take the advice of a Jones’ Soda top that I’ve been saving for years. It’s here in my cubicle, taped to the wall, holding up a fortune cookie paper that says, “Feel free to ask for assistance. Friends are willing to help.” Jones’ says, “People will listen to you and could be willing to help.” Gee, you’d think I knew I had a problem with that or something.
Yes, I’m quite aware that I have difficulties asking for help. I think it comes from multiple places: being perfectionistic (note: I didn’t say perfect), wanting to be self-sufficient, being an oldest child, not wanting to inconvenience anyone, and perhaps a tad of not feeling worthy (hey, it’s my blog, and my self-therapy, and if I can’t admit that here, where can I?).
Hence the various reminders to myself that, when feeling overwhelmed, there are people out there willing to help me fix that.
Of course, when it’s midnight and I’ve had wine, I tend to forget those reminders.
However, I remembered this morning on the bus. Last night I decided I needed to call 
, my trusty sister and matron of honor, who also happens to not be working this summer, and see what she can help me with. And I need to call my [future] mother-in-law to ask her to help me with flowers (I’ve been meaning to do that for… several months now). 
himself is already doing quite a few things both for the wedding and helping me move, so I think he’s exempt from further requests. And 
is busy making the dress and a few other tasks, as well as taking care of her family while they’re in town, so I think she’s busy enough. That leaves a very few key people who should be warned that I may be calling them to ask for help, assuming I can figure out something to ask for help with (aka something I’m willing to give up control of), even though I haven’t necessarily been the greatest friend of late or particularly deserving of said help. I think they’re pretty understanding about that.
Won’t it be nice in two months when I can have my life back? OK, not exactly “my life back” so much as “trade in for a new life” with hopefully the free time and energy to devote to others that I used to have. Is that too much to ask? It’s not the wedding. It’s not the moving. It’s… doing it all at the same time. This is what I’ve decided.
I’m off to make more lists. If I weren’t so good at that, I’d definitely ask 
for her help there, because she’s an expert.
