I was asked to participate in two events on a Saturday. They were the same day as the Women’s March, so I declined. Attending marches has been my priority, going back to Washington, DC years ago.
Three days before the March, I was reflecting on my commitments, which I accept full responsibility for. Work, meetings, mixers, lunches. I decided I wanted a day for myself. I informed my friends I would not be joining them for the March.
I spent Saturday by myself. It was worth it.