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Several reasons for this. 1. I know how to do it best. 2. Involving others can be more trouble than it's worth 3. Asking for help is a sign of weakness. It's not always purposeful, sometimes I don't even realize I need help until someone offers it. Then suddenly life seems so much easier. A little bit brighter.
My boyfriend and I have a summer cottage and an apartment. Ever since moving into both of these I've struggled with arranging furniture and decorating in a way that is welcoming, functional and allowing lots of people to gather 'round. I'm embarrassed to admit how much money I've wasted on redesigning.
Apparently I've been talking about this a lot because a friend of mine decided to help me and not just in a supportive, "Let's talk about it over and over " way. She came over, visualized ideas and helped move furniture all over the place. The final result is wonderful and I'm relieved to have had the help. I needed it and didn't even know it.
It was then I decided I can't tackle certain things on my own. I got in touch with Breathing Room, a service that's designed to help with these exact kind of issues. What a tremendous relief to have someone come in, tell me what I need and how to get it.
Honestly I can't believe I would ever do things with out the help of others, it really makes life so much better.
Day 19: Having supportive friends makes me happy!