I've been a provider since '87. I USED to have friends who acted put out by my being tied down. Over the years I gravitated to friends that appreciated every aspect of me. My goofiness, phenominal entertaining skills, my killer patience, my multitasking madness, my insecurities, even my idea that kilts are SEXY. Bottom line they accept me. The good, bad , and mildly disturbing parts too.

You HAVE to learn these words, " I'm sorry, I work 12's 5 days a week and am unable to help AT the event. However, I can bake, or help out with organization or handle something I can do from home. "

Then smile, and don't let it get to you. Your husband is right, turn it off. It's a job, don't let it eat at your soul. You deserve a break. ((((()))))

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