I suck at New Year’s resolutions. Once I even managed to mess up my resolution not to make any resolutions!
I’m the total New Year’s resolution cliché. I start out with good intentions. I’m even willing to use positive visualization…
And then I actually try the thing I’ve resolved to accomplish.
Which quickly leads to this…
Because why would a smart person resolve to do this thing?! WHY?! It sucks. It’s hard. I’m not good at it. I don’t wanna…
And this is my response when my friends and family remind me of all those idealistic plans…
Every. Single. Year.
I think part of the problem is that you are supposed to master something by the end of the year. And that is awfully daunting to a girl who still has burn marks on her neck from a 3am encounter with a marshmallow.
I’m not even making that up.
But I realized something about myself recently. Something that I probably should have figured out years ago.
I’m really good at failing.
I don’t mean this in a bad way either. I don’t think that I am a failure. I absolutely love my life, my friends, and my job. But when it comes to making a mess…I’m something of a natural. I once asked my best friend whether she thought I’d make a better assassin or a better chef.
She said that the only way I’d ever kill someone was if I attempted to cook for them.
I think that sums up my culinary skills pretty nicely.
Now normally this is when I’d feel obligated to make a resolution that involves cooking classes. To read recipes when cooking. Heck, maybe even buy a cookbook!
I don’t want to use recipes though. That takes all the fun out of it for me. And I don’t want to feel guilty if I take a cooking class and then can never reproduce the dish without supervision.
I don’t want to feel pressured to prove myself. Especially not in the kitchen.
Which is why this year I am resolved to be more open to failure. I could make some poorly constructed sushi rolls. Or I could have a super awkward encounter with a dance partner while attempting to tango. I could very easily mix up my left and my right in the midst of an ice skating class…and faceplant on the ice.
And if it turns out I actually have a knack for any of those things, well, that’s cool! If not, that’s fine too!
I just want to keep trying new things. And laughing. I expect to laugh a lot in 2014.
So on that note…
I hope you have an incredible new year!