I think the one thing I've learned is that it's almost guaranteed I'll keep making them.
On a sorta related note: When I set up the first Zoom for my newsletter, I wanted to make sure I was "there" early. Professionalism and all that, right? So I logged in :10 early, and everything went great...until I realized that the clock starts running when you do that. So instead of an hour, we had...a very abrupt conclusion to the discussion. Oof.
I hate making mistakes - I still remember feeling shame from stupidly grabbing someone else's sippy cup when I was 4! And yet...as you remind us, we're supposed to be doing that. We're supposed to be learning. As much as I would prefer not to be a mistake-maker, I know I want to be a learner, so I guess I'm stuck!
omg I also have several mistakes from childhood that have lingered in my mind! One from kindergarten and one from around that time or maybe first grade.
We were aware and noticing from a young age! Makes me wonder if fear of failure is hard-wired in some-nobody was shaming or lecturing me about my mistakes (except maybe the one where I cut the pulled back part of my ponytail off the top of my head, requiring wide headbands for several months)
Gosh, Jen…why all the hard questions??? 🤣 Mistakes abound in my life. It’s frustrating to me that my knee-jerk reaction is shame, disappointment in myself, all the yuck…and then I read this, or Rising Strong, and dust myself off, and keep falling forward. I made so many mistakes when my husband was dying, and my therapist afterward asked me if I had gone thru that before, I said no…and she gently reminded me that I did my best with the limited knowledge I had, and “now I know”. Of course, there was also the time I copied and pasted a (wrong, inappropriate) text to a work chat thread on my phone while I was in a drive-thru line, not wearing my reading glasses. Uh, lesson learned, don’t do any of that. And don’t proceed to then copy and paste the same text to the family thread. Gulp.
I think the one thing I've learned is that it's almost guaranteed I'll keep making them.
On a sorta related note: When I set up the first Zoom for my newsletter, I wanted to make sure I was "there" early. Professionalism and all that, right? So I logged in :10 early, and everything went great...until I realized that the clock starts running when you do that. So instead of an hour, we had...a very abrupt conclusion to the discussion. Oof.
Oof, that’s awkward! haha… And yes, I continue to make mistakes always, but for some reason this one hit differently!
I felt like such an idiot, but they totally took it in stride and were really kind all the through.
Garden is looking good my friend. Reading that "mistake" made me chuckle thinking of my many many fits and starts, turn arounds and dead ends.
Thank you! I’m impatient about wanting the garden to be in full swing already!
I hate making mistakes - I still remember feeling shame from stupidly grabbing someone else's sippy cup when I was 4! And yet...as you remind us, we're supposed to be doing that. We're supposed to be learning. As much as I would prefer not to be a mistake-maker, I know I want to be a learner, so I guess I'm stuck!
omg I also have several mistakes from childhood that have lingered in my mind! One from kindergarten and one from around that time or maybe first grade.
We were aware and noticing from a young age! Makes me wonder if fear of failure is hard-wired in some-nobody was shaming or lecturing me about my mistakes (except maybe the one where I cut the pulled back part of my ponytail off the top of my head, requiring wide headbands for several months)
Gosh, Jen…why all the hard questions??? 🤣 Mistakes abound in my life. It’s frustrating to me that my knee-jerk reaction is shame, disappointment in myself, all the yuck…and then I read this, or Rising Strong, and dust myself off, and keep falling forward. I made so many mistakes when my husband was dying, and my therapist afterward asked me if I had gone thru that before, I said no…and she gently reminded me that I did my best with the limited knowledge I had, and “now I know”. Of course, there was also the time I copied and pasted a (wrong, inappropriate) text to a work chat thread on my phone while I was in a drive-thru line, not wearing my reading glasses. Uh, lesson learned, don’t do any of that. And don’t proceed to then copy and paste the same text to the family thread. Gulp.
Doh! Text embarrassment! 🤦♀️