I’m pretty good at thinking of ways that I’m not quite good enough. Lame superpower, I know.
Today, I want to focus on my favorite thing about myself: my willingness to try.
It seems that I don’t know when I can’t. I’m not sure who I have to thank for this… the Girl Scouts, perhaps?
I’ve mentioned in the past that I’m not an athlete. This didn’t stop me from saying “Yes” when friends asked if I wanted to join them in the Hustle up the Hancock or ballet classes at the Joffrey. I join my sister in random 5-Ks whenever she suggests we need mobile bonding time. What’s the worst that could happen?
Last Fall, I convinced some people to join me in a jam-making class. Since then, I’ve learned that jaming’s not my jam, but pickling sure is. There are so many things to pickle! I can guarantee you that I’ll be trying a lot of them.
I’m a mad try-hard when it comes to crafts.
I bought a sewing machine on a whim. Seriously. I had no business buying a sewing machine. Since then I’ve made several pillow covers. Two Christmases ago, I decided to make a Snuggie for my sister’s cat. It never occurred to me that I couldn’t make a cat-Snuggie. (Though some may argue that it should have occurred to me that I shouldn’t make a cat-Snuggie).
Will had an ugly chair from a certain well-known Swedish home store. He asked me if I could reupholster it. I said “of course!”
I saw a telephone table on Craigslist and swooped it up faster than you can say “wood stain”. My power sander came in the mail last night.
If I mess up (and believe me, world-o-crafters, I mess up), I just make it into something else. Scrap fabric eventually finds its way into a quilt I’m mending. I’m a firm believer in painting over the ugly and trying again.
I suppose it’s just easy for me to see how little I have to lose by trying. Aside from the sewing machine, I’m not spending big bucks on these endeavors.
Anyway, join me! What is your favorite thing about yourself?