Trying to be all things to all people

You try to wear many hats. You should only wear those 50 or so hats if you can do the job. If you can't, take that hat off. It's a gray area sometimes as to whether you are doing a good job or not. Sometimes you can't take the hat off, you have a role or job that you have to do, like be a mom, daughter, sister, wife or even a friend. The friend hat can be glorious. Full of feathers and embellishments like a hat you would wear to Derby. That friendship hat can also become a ratty old unraveled cockeyed stocking cap that looks like it got ran over by the trash truck. I guess there are all kinds of friends too. Acquaintances, buddy, pal or sister like. They run the gamut. It's when you have a friend in crisis you tend to break that friendship down to the common denominator. You are forced to make decisions that you don't want to have to make. You are forced to deal with a friend's reality. You are forced to be honest about your friend's situation. When you love someone you want to help them. That someone may not see it as help right at that moment but you hope that someday they understand that what you did, you did out of love, concern, fear and for their own safety. You also learn along the way that you don't have to apologize for caring. It is unselfish to care and put them first, you hope that they would do it for you, they may not and that can't be why you do it.
Another hat that I currently wear is one of the landlord. We own a home, we don't live in it, we have renters. This equation may unravel soon, if it does, we will not be in good shape. I want to be a good landlord, but that hat may have to come off. It was good while it lasted.
So tomorrow I am going to go thru my closet and decide which hats to keep, throw out and which ones I have to wear and which ones are just accessories taking up space in my already small cluttered closet.