Finding Failure #Feels


Thank you
My effort has been pretty minimal lately. To those who read for amusement, insight, inspiration or a good life-reminder; thank you. To those who have read with the hopes of finding an insane author, a high level of crazy, and a potentially toxic level of self-doubt: I welcome you.

Failure ?
Change and transition consistently permeate my little corner. My feeble attempt to fight it and prove I can overcome my instinct to flee has been more difficult than I imagined. I think I failed. In the last year, I moved 5 times, dated 3 people (not all at once), tried to read 4 books, applied to 2 graduate programs & the U.S. Navy, and successfully created dinner I think 4 times. Maybe.

I think I failed this last year. To review my goals:


2017 Goals ... Not completed goals are highlighted
  •  Get a tattoo 
  • Learn something in therapy 
  • Plan and do a memorable activity once per month 
  • exponentially wean myself off sugar: 7 consistent days without sugar
  • Finish a Spartan Race
  • Try 2 Crossfit classes
  • Do 3 math problems per week
  • Get Swim Instructor level 1 certified
  • Participate in 1 Masters Swim Meet 
  • Make a decision and plan for pursuing a master's degree 
  • Convince 1 new female to try menstruation cups
  • Get job promotion/pay increase 
  • Participate in one weekend at a monastery 
  • Learn Red Wine Snobbery
  • Learn Handlettering and send 3 handlettered birthday cards 
Self Review
As I look at this, I suppose it isn't failure, but I think I can do better. I think it is time to create something.

I found that I missed blogging. This use of my creative side. and my love for writing, for processing with my readers, I miss this part of my life when I am not regularly pursuing it.

Please feel free to email me with any suggested challenges or articles you found inspirational. I am hoping to complete this year and start again with more rigor and ambition. I welcome all feedback. All the time.

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