Do you ever feel like you're really good at a lot of things, but not really great at any?
Like, this week I signed up for Karate class (no joke) but I know I'll never be able to kick anyones ass (not even a midget's, let's be honest).
I love Yoga but I can't hold the (f@%king) "fly pose" to save my life.
Spanish came to a screeching halt at the Pluperfect tense.
Guitar crashed (quite literally).
Improv is on hold.
I've yet to ever really finish the Book Club selections before the monthly meetings. (Note to Self: start reading "Snow Flower and the Secret Fan" ASAP!)
Sign Language was a total bust (...I talked the entire time).
Cake decorating class never happened.
All home improvement tasks I've ever started still remain unfinished.
Some days I completely forget to blog.
"Laying out at the beach" is not a legit hobby (same goes for "drinking with friends").
And Trivial Pursuit so kindly reminds me that I know very little about a lot.
So, per usual, I find no rhyme or reason to my sleep procrastinating thoughts. Just fessing up, I guess, to the fact that I am indeed a Jack of Many and a Master of None.
But stay tuned -- I could be a black belt by July ;) Hahahhaha
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This is exactly me. I always tell people I'm halfway good at everything but not great at anything. My list also includes guitar - bust, and sign language - bust. Add to those refinishing endtables - bust, soapmaking? - yeah bust. However, I think "maintaining a marriage" should def be considered something I'm great at because let's face it, I'm three years in and that's over half the length of most marriages these days... :)-
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