A comment to yesterday’s blog post made me think about delegating some tasks to others. Shelly, an internet friend, but nonetheless, very close to me in my heart, mentioned she has been trying to get her children to help her a little more. I need to do that in my own household, and Shelly’s comment reminded me of that.
When I worked onsite at jobs, I always had a difficult time passing work on to others. I always felt it meant I was too weak to do it myself. It took a training course or two, plus observation of those around me, to see that it was simply the wisest thing to do. It was the smartest use of resources around me. Obviously, I have certain skills. And others have their own skills. In areas where I am more experienced, it makes sense for me to do the work. If someone else can do other portions of that work just as well as I can, then I should pass it on.
This happens at home, too. But at home, I’m a lot weaker in delegating tasks. The 11-yr-old almost-obese gray Bengal tabby obviously can’t help me much at all. However, I can teach him to understand “No” to 2nd and 3rd helpings, can’t I? And I can teach him to wait until I’ve finished doing something before I spend my time spoiling him, which I love to do. Human-wise, I can begin to hand off some tasks to folks at home.
My problem isn’t in seeing what can be passed on to others. My problem is in hating to bring it up. I also hate taking the time to show someone how to do it the way I want it done. Of course, I could train myself to stop being so picky about how it’s done, so long as it does get done.
Dear Lord, I need your help in seeing where others you have placed in my path can help me, and bless me with the tact to bring it up gracefully.
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