The chalkboard bathroom at our local coffee shop is always good for some random inspirational quotes that are less annoying than most.
If it makes you roll your eyes, just do the fortune cookie trick and put “in bed” at the end.
The chalkboard bathroom at our local coffee shop is always good for some random inspirational quotes that are less annoying than most.
If it makes you roll your eyes, just do the fortune cookie trick and put “in bed” at the end.
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It’s a nice thought, but when I apply it to my current job hunt failing is still a damn scary prospect.
I hope the unwritten aspect of it is that it’s better to try and fail then not to try at all.
I wish you luck with the job hunt! Failure is not an option.
This might be something I need to hear every day. Taped to my bathroom mirror it would probably do me the world of good.
What does it say about me that all I want to do is wash that blackboard and make the writing neater?
Anal?
No thanks.
I was just explaining to my nine-year-old son that I wasn’t ready to pursue a potential business opportunity because I’m lacking both the necessary skill and confidence. Maybe soon….I will remember this.
“what would you do if you weren’t afraid?”
queried with support and affection….
Amen!
This may make us 40-something’s roll our eyes, but if you’re a 20-something who grew up in the world of “we don’t keep score at soccer games, everybody makes the team, you can’t get a zero on an assignment at school,” failing is a BRAND NEW CONCEPT for them. Or maybe that’s just Canada. 🙂
I do believe there’s some of that in Brooklyn too.
I might fail in bed. That’s ok.
Or
I might fail. That’s ok in bed.
Or FAILING IS OKAY JUST CALM DOWN.
Good night, I think it is getting late. 😉
Wow, needed that! I’m 42 and 27 weeks pregnant, moved a month ago, and just agreed to switch from assistant principal to principal of our high school, despite fears of failure in the mothering, familying, working, and taking care of my students, staff, and myself realms.
Keeping trust, faith, and hope alive for now!
I swear I read that as if you were both 42 weeks and 27 weeks pregnant and couldn’t figure it out. Either way, I think I need coffee.
I had no idea–huge congrats, Fer! More trust, faith and hope headed your way from Brooklyn.
Thanks for the reminder! I will need this every time my 3mo twins decide not to sleep today 🙂
I’m in love with your blog and your writing. I just wrote something on hip- hop and feminism and would love to hear what you think!
http://lasagnolove.blogspot.de/2013/06/you-get-to-decide-what-to-worship-iii.html
Have an amazing day!
Greetings from Europe,
Bambi