#fail fridays

So I’ve learned something about myself in the past few years.  I’m not in love with failure.  I am addicted to success.  Seriously, I’ll stress for days after sending an e-mail with a typo in it!!  I’m a reformed perfectionist…but it wouldn’t take much for me to fall off the wagon.  In an effort to ‘kick the habit’, I decided to adopt a new core value:  Celebrate Failure.

Get real.  I don’t even know what that means.  And I haven’t really done it.  I’ve still tried to keep my failings under wraps.  So when I decided to bring ‘Fat Tuesday’ to the blog, I also decided to adopt #fail fridays.  Each Friday, I’ll bring to the light one of those things I’ve tried to keep hidden.  Sometimes (probably often), it’ll be related to my weight-loss struggle — it seems to be the favorite place my failures like to camp out.  But it really could be a short-coming from anywhere.

So stay tuned…there are enough failures in my life to fill up every single day of this blog a million times over!

This week’s #fail?  Since, like Groupon, I don’t like secrets either, I’ll let you in on one of mine.

I’ve had this for 6 weeks…it’s still in the cellophane.

Maybe I should open it.

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