Parvati Magazine February 2014 - Sobriety1 | Page 27

BEAUTY
I know so many young
professional women who
are the same. They come
into the spa tired, frustrated, and broken out.
“I can’t say no,” one of
my clients said to me recently, “I try to do everything – and look at my
skin!” Chantel Simmons
blogged about the same
thing, writing: “I can never
say no. I say yes to everything. And then I end up
feeling overworked and
overwhelmed and underappreciated and resentful and wishing that I
would’ve said no.”
“Ditto sista friend,” I almost said to my monitor
when I read that.
But after some thought I
realized that it’s not only
about not saying no – it’s
the insistence I have on
saying Yes. I’m addicted
to biting off more than I
can chew. I get drunk on
opportunity, and the rush
of new challenges, extra
courses or social projects
has me all woozy. It’s a
case of my eyes being
bigger than my stomach.
I pile on work like an extra

ladle of mashed potatoes at a breakfast buffet,
then moan when I end up
bloated with a gut full of
discomfort.
But I noticed my undisciplined behavior especially recently as my inlaws came to visit us. In
comparison to this calm
couple from a small village in England, I radiated high strung. They got
up leisurely and ate their
meals in tiny bites,