Delusions of Grandeur

I have a little problem. I know this characteristic is not the most admirable quality about me, but I will own it. The truth is that when I see a business, class, volunteer organization–it really doesn’t matter what–I visualize how I would bring success to that organization as its leader.

I mentally plan the spreadsheets and memos that I would need to create, and I rehearse the speeches that I would give to my employees at our monthly meetings. I wrack my brain for ideas to get more volunteers, and I brainstorm creative fundraising solutions. I watch myself teaching expectant mothers how to breathe through their contractions and encourage them that they can do childbirth without drugs, if they so choose.Β I hear myself telling a joint session of Congress not to waste my time with a budget that doesn’t contain serious cuts from both parties, and I smile when I scan the history books in my brain that record my presidency as one of real change and progress due to my tough attitude and fearless use of the ‘veto.’

Yes, I have serious delusions of grandeur. I don’t know from where they come–maybe all those years that my grandparents told me I could be anything that I wanted to be, even the president.

My delusions also contribute to another problem. I tend to create more work for myself in this quest to lead and improve in those areas where I actually have a sphere of influence. It’s for this reason that I actually planned activities for our monthly ‘Wingman’ meetings in the Air Force rather than just reading off the prepared slides. It’s for this reason that I spent hours upon hours grading portfolio projects instead of minutes running multiple-choice answer sheets through the Scantron machine. And it’s for this reason that I have once again taken on more work than I probably should.

So, today, fellow blog readers, I’d like to announce my candidacy in the 2012 presidential election!

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Oh, wait. I’m not old enough to run for president, yet. I’ll try this one again later.

So, today, fellow blog readers, I’d like to introduce you to the new secretary of her homeowner’s association. Yep, that’s me, and tonight’s my first meeting.

Seriously, why do I do this to myself?!

Do you ever take on more than you should because you feel you are needed or can do the job better?

17 thoughts on “Delusions of Grandeur

  1. Congratulations on the new job! I'll vote for you if you ever decide to officially throw your hat in the ring! πŸ™‚

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    1. Thanks! I didn't do much, though; I ran unopposed. Actually, I didn't even run–I just felt bad when the position sat vacant for a few months. πŸ˜‰

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  2. Oh – I just did that too. I am the new PTO Secretary at Boo Boo's school – and her first day there is next September. πŸ˜›

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  3. My guess is with this particular type of audience you're probably in good company with this type of confession. That said, you got my vote!

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  4. I am right there with you, sister. 12,000 cookies for airmen, soldiers, and sailors by middle of next week? Gift packaged and ready for distribution? Sure, no problem. Welfare officer for the spouse's club. You betcha. Two puppies and two kids under the age of four. Bring it on. Sleep (and sanity) are completely over-rated. I'd be your wingman any day. Any. Day.

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  5. I always think that I could run stuff/do stuff better, but usually I don't care enough to actually DO it. I just decided it doesn't bother me. Congrats on the new job- Ps. I would probably totally vote for you if you ever ran for president.

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    1. Haha! Well, I had to say probably, just in case you had any crazy ideas like requiring everyone to wear pink tutus on tuesday's or something like that….. πŸ™‚

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