Every journey starts with a step, and last year that step was a tamale…
It was the beginning of 2014, and I was afraid to get out of bed because I had no job and no prospects in a world full of possible failures. That’s when I decided that I needed a word for the year and that it would be “Unafraid.”
Having been a fraidy cat all my life, I didn’t know how to be unafraid. It didn’t help that life was bursting with reasons to hide under my covers. Not only had the previous month been a slim one, but the current one looked to be the same thanks to a myriad of unexpected expenses: a doctor visit, a car repair, a veterinary visit (for Brody) and a broken water heater. My heart began to lose hope in ever successfully working for myself, ever finishing fixing up our home, ever taking that trip to London Mr. Smith and I had been planning for the past couple years.
One morning, I lay in bed until noon (that’s SO unlike me), and I’d probably still be there had I not received a whisper of inspiration. And the whisper said,
Go make some tamales.
It was my Field of Dreams moment, I guess you could say. “If you make them, they will come and they will buy them and then you will have earned some money.” And so I made 9 dozen tamales because that’s all the ingredients I had.
And I sold every last dozen.
The next thing I knew, I was being approached by several people about housekeeping, meal preparation, and organization, and the next thing I knew my business took off in a new direction.
That was a year ago, and I now earn more working for myself than I did at my full-time desk job which I lost in July 2013. (And let’s face it: I not only loathed that desk job, I sucked at it. The only pleasure I take in desks is when I’m repainting them.)
Little did that scared version of me hiding in her bed in January of 2014 know that she’d be successfully working for herself that very next week. Nor did she know that this would happen 9 months later:
Nor this 10 months later:
2014 was a year of possibilities and achievements that would not have been possible had I stayed afraid. It was a year that made me a believer in the whole One Word notion.
So what’s my One Word for 2015?
Knowing my tendency to grow apathetic once a goal is achieved, I needed a word to keep me focused and progressing. This was the first word that came to my mind:
Knowing also my tendency to be a perfectionist, I collected a few reminders to help me remember that fine-tuning is not the same as perfection:
“The pursuit of excellence is gratifying and healthy. The pursuit of perfection is frustrating, neurotic and a terrible waste of time.” -Edwin Bliss
“Strive for progress, not perfection.” -Anonymous
“Perfect is the enemy of done.” -Rachel Sklar
“It’s not about perfect. It’s about effort.” -Jillian Michaels
I’m a little nervous about what all this fine-tuning will require of me, especially since:
Perfecting oneself is as much unlearning as it is learning. -Edsger Dijkstra
I have lots of little habits and mindsets that I need to unlearn, but as long as there’s progress, I’m not going to stress about it. 🙂
What’s YOUR one word for 2015?