I have this problem.
See, I love to fix people's problems... not a bad thing in and of itself, but it occasionally ends up with me having more stress than I probably would have if I'd just kept my yap shut about stuff that doesn't actually require my input.
But then I wouldn't be me, would I.
That, of course, leads me to my Wonder of the day... Why the hell can't I just say "mmhm, that sounds fun/bad/awful/dangerous/potentially expensive" and let it go?
Is it guilt? A need to control my surroundings? I don't know, but I always pay for it... so trust me, if you've ever been on the receiving end of one of my unasked for "informational lectures", I can assure you that I end up a lot more stressed about the situation than you probably ever were in the first place.
Then there's the other side of my need to involve myself... volunteering.
Sometimes it's great, though exhausting, like when I was a Girl Scout leader because there was no after-work troop and I wanted one for myself and all those other working parents. But sometimes I know, usually after I've already hit "send" or the word-vomit has flowed, that I should really invest in some duct tape.
Why, you might be asking, are you talking about this?
More to the point, Elitch Gardens, me, and 80 or so 7th and 8th grade orchestra and band kids with sack lunches because I was too poor to come up with the approximately $50 needed for the kid to eat lunch there, and figured there were probably a lot of other families that couldn't afford it either.
"There should be an option for bringing lunches!" I exclaimed.
"You should talk to the bus drivers about going out to a picnic area!" I advised.
"I'll chaperon and bring coolers and take names and shoosh kids in and out of the park to eat them!" I...
Oh no. Shit. Shitshitshit.
Why? WHYYYYYY?????? Why do I do this to myself? I now have obligated myself to spending AN ENTIRE DAY with these kids (fine) handing out lunches (also fine) at Elitch Gardens (NOOOO!).
I hate that place. I don't ride rollercoasters, I hate the arcade games, the food is expensive and it's a mass of annoying and ill-behaved, unmonitored children. Gag me.
So wish me luck!