I have a confession.

I am a pleaser.

I want to please my children.

I want to please my husband.

I want to please friends.

I want to please Art.

I want to please myself.

Why do I seem to always put my own pleasure last?

Here is an example of what happens when you want to please….

I wanted to work and stitch on a piece of rubber, but instead I took E (my 5year old son) fishing… because he kept nagging me to.  I struggled to put on the bait correctly.  Then I tried to juggle E and his brothers fishing rods.  At the end we had to go home because it was getting dark and I had to prepare dinner.  The fishing trip ended in tears because we didn’t manage to catch anything.  So what should have been a pleasing experience ended up not being pleasurable.

Note to self: Please Pleaser stop pleasing!