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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