Thought I'd share this, it's one of those "I guess I'm not as over it as I think I am" moments. . .
My daughter is a Brownie, and I'm the troop leader for her Girl Scout Troop. I love it by the way, it's awesome!! Well we've been selling cookies, and my daughter wanted to go hit the neighborhood knocking on doors to get some orders. I kept putting it off and putting it off, and she was getting irritated, and I finally took a moment to look in the mirror and say "Why am I procrastinating about this so much?" I don't want to go knock on doors. When I really thought about it I realized the very idea was making me ill. I love Girl Scouts, and people love the cookies, I know it's not like peddling for the WT Society, but I just plain couldn't do it.
She has a lot of orders anyway, from friends and co-workers, and we still have booth sales, so she'll be fine. I did feel bad that I couldn't take her around, but finally had to just admit to myself that I wasn't able to do it yet.
My 10 girls have sold over 1,300 boxes so far by the way, whooo hooo.