Being such a huge success at failing.

I finished a few of furniture accents. Two pillows and an ottoman recover. I really don't love how it turned out, but it is a failure and it is finished and the finished failure is the goal right?

It's not sloppily done, it just isn't perfect an every time I look at it, I think "failure" and have to smile because before now, I would take the whole thing apart and possibly never put it back together and it would be another unfinished project and not a finished piece of furniture. I almost quit working on it because it wasn't exactly what I imagined and yet because of my goal here, it is finished and maybe I won't care if people put their feet on it because of it's imperfections.
 I will post pictures when the rest of the recovering job is complete.

I've been sick now for almost three months. This has greatly helped me with not getting much done, but none the less I have started making progress on my goals despite my failings.

I am working every day on a few lofty goals. I work at the library today and I am teaching a Fit and Fall Proof class this morning. We have 25 high school girls basketball players coming to workout with us and if I didn't have them coming, I would probably stay in bed sick, but I don't want to make the seniors teach the whole class.

Ohh. and did I mention steroids make me grouchy.

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