My New Idea

My sister and I were talking a while back when the subject turned to over-booked women who complain about being overbooked.

Not over-worked, mind you.

If you're female, you're probably over-worked.

Over-booked.

As in over-scheduled, compulsively (frenetically??) rushing from one activity to another as if a spare moment of relaxation were tantamount to heresy, but then complaining (whining!) (bragging??) loud and long about the drain of it all....... oh, dear!

Puh and leeze.

Just who is it who is in charge of their calendars, eh??? As if those of us with brains have not long ago figured out that the "one-uppers" could do us all a favor and turn into "shut-uppers".

So my new idea is to "One-down" the next "one-upper" I run into.

The very next time I run into one of these activity-obsessed b!tchers, I'm going to refuse to play the "I'm so busy" game, and instead just smile. And perhaps mention how transparent one's priorities truly become when one is living
a life of meaning, not just movement.

Then maybe I'll fill her in on the secret:
No one is holding a gun to her head.

The headless chicken routine has worn thin.

Senseless scurrying scuttles sanity.

Serenity is in.

It's one-downmanship, and I think it could catch on.
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