For months now, I’ve devoted every waking moment to raising money for our elementary school’s PTA budget.  When the fundraiser was over 4 weeks ago I was waiting for that huge sigh of relief to envelop me – the one where you suddenly feel euphoric at your accomplishment, can tell yourself job well done and close the door on your success.  But that hasn’t happened.  This was a two year commitment:  1 year fundraiser coupled with an additional year as PTA president.  That second part starts in earnest in 3 short weeks when I need to have a presidency assembled and 20 co-chairs assigned to various PTA committees for the coming school year.   And all I can think about is:  I want to quit.

I don’t want to do this anymore.  I’m burned out.  I don’t know enough moms in the school to assemble that many co-chairs.  I’ve spent my reserve.  I don’t have anything left to give.  The thought of another year of work makes me want to jump off a cliff – literally.  I’ve tried to think of some legitimate reason to give them why I can’t fulfill my duties or my commitment – but I don’t have any – other than I can’t do it anymore.  The only thing left is lying.

My husband says I can’t quit:  “It would set a bad example for the children; it would ruin your reputation; you have to do it.”

My response is:  “I don’t care what you say – life is too short to be miserable for another year of my life; the kids will get over it; nobody knows me well enough to know my reputation.”

I’ve prayed about it – but prayer and I have made odd bedfellows over the years, so there isn’t a real indication one way or the other on what God wants me to do.

So, my question to you – is it ever OK to quit?