I failed miserably to resign from the Parish Council last night. I didn’t say anything during the meeting itself, but I did try to start saying it to the chairman at the end, and she realised what was coming and said: ‘No, don’t say it, please don’t say it, we couldn’t manage without you, I couldn’t manage without you, you’re the only one who knows what you’re doing, I’m learning from you all the time.’ So, what could I do? But I will try to cut corners, try not to be so conscientious, try not to get stressed over it. I will try. I also wondered about keeping track of the hours I’m actually working, and see if I can get paid more realistically. In one way, you could say I’m in a strong position, because if they argue, I can say, ‘Right, I’m going, I don’t want to do this any more anyway’. On the other hand, of course, I’m still going to be living in the village. That is the big problem, do I want to be known as the woman who let down her neighbours? Against that, who REALLY cares what goes on in the Parish Council?
Well, anyway, I’m still Clerk, and I have a gazillion things to do. And we are still going to have bi-monthly meetings, which was supposed to reduce my workload (so they can pay me less), but has certainly increased my stress levels because there is so much to juggle between meetings.
But in my heart… I’ll always have Paris.
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I'm sorry you didn't manage to resign from the Parish Council as it really seems to stress you a lot.
Ah, Paris. What a wonderful place to have in your heart. You writing about it reminds me of my visit there last year. I do love it so much. If I had the money I'd buy myself a flat there and stay in it often.
| husbandorcat [Member] 2008-05-17 @ 22:20 |
It's a problem because now I have more interesting opportunities coming along of things I'd rather be doing, but because I am still committed to that I end up taking on too much, and I just don't have time to fit them all in, let alone do things like housework or gardening or actually relaxing (so this weekend I have to work again and next weekend too).
I don't want to let it stop me from doing what I want to do, but I am getting so stressed by it all that it's ridiculous.
At least last weekend I was able to enjoy myself, although there was a lot of work too, and now there is a lot of work which has come out of it which I will have to spend tomorrow on because I have been too busy with other things all week.
But after four days in Paris, I shouldn't really complain.
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