No Tuxedos

How to find happiness. When to draw a line. Dress codes be damned.

Next weekend I’m going with my wife to her friend’s 40th birthday party in Italy. Tuscany in June probably sounds delightful to you, but for me this invitation presented a dilemma. It feels a bit chaotic for me to want to go back to Italy during peak season. I don’t have a lot of tolerance for chaos at this stage of my life. My kids present challenging enough conditions. Ultimately I did decided to go and support my wife (I’m sure I will enjoy the trip) but needed make this as easy as possible on myself. I pared down the itinerary so that I’m only flying on Delta metal and not making any intra-Europe flights. Another big piece of this is the act that I also said no to the dress code. There was some debate of the dress code on Central Division (more of which is on the episode that comes out tomorrow). I know that if I wear a tuxedo in Italy in the heat I’m going to be miserable. It’s optional and I have nothing to prove. I learned a long time ago that there are situations where I need to draw the line. I’ve come to respect the power of saying no.