The hardest part of having a blog is the decision of how much to reveal of yourself. Do you actually want to tell people the truth? I kind of do. I don’t want to write the kind of blog I would not read myself. So, here goes…
I’m terrible at adulting
Wow, that felt good. I’m pretty sure I’m not alone. One of my comedic heroes, Allie Brosh, wrote this awesome cartoon that she ends with a picture of the oatmeal her boyfriend accidentally cooked in the microwave for twenty minutes. Do you know how good I felt when I read that?
I am an an amazing cook. But I operate an oven like a four-year-old.
In the past 24 hours, I have used the oven three times. I have also left the oven on three times. I seem to have forgotten that ovens actually need to be turned off, and don’t switch into idle self-preservation mode.
Yesterday, I decided to make eggs. I congratulated myself on how responsible I was for not turning the heat on in the skillet until I had finished whisking my eggs in a bowl. Then, I put the eggs in the skillet, turned the heat on, walked over to the table, and started thinking about ideas for my blog.
A few minutes later, my fiancé said, “Um, are you cooking eggs?”. I told him that I honestly had forgotten the eggs had existed. Not “I forgot” or “Yes, maybe they are ready now”, but “I literally have no memory of having put eggs in the skillet”.
I rock at slow-cooking. Except for that one time…
Roughly three years ago, I decided to make a really nice New Year’s Eve dinner. I bought grass-fed short ribs from Whole Foods. Grass-fed. From Whole Foods. Okay, now that we are clear on how much money I probably spent, let’s move on with the story.
I prepared the crock pot, seasoned my short ribs, and put them in to cook for 8 hours. Then, my cousin and I went to the Staples Center for a Lakers game. When we returned, I immediately knew something was wrong because the apartment did not smell like short ribs. I walked over to the crock pot, and realized I had forgotten to turn it on. I had to throw out the entire batch and create a makeshift meal from what I had on hand (miraculously, black eyed peas, cornbread, and other redeemable stuff).
The delusion of doing it all and having it all
There is something about today’s society that leads us to convince ourselves that we can have it all and do it all. We think that we somehow control never burning food, messing up in a relationship, blowing a project, getting into an accident, forgetting important tasks, or otherwise falling short of our expectations of perfection.
How are we so easily deceived and misled?
Well, it’s because we are capable of so much. Having conquered the ability to tie our own shoes, cook decent meals, open a bank account, and hold down a steady job, we want to extend that record of greatness into a long list of EVERYTHING there is to accomplish. We are able to sustain this for varying amounts of time, but there is a tipping point for everyone.
It’s only so long before you blow a fuse
My theory? Our inner circuits are being stretched to maximum capacity. They blow a fuse and start messing up on little tasks. Maybe you forget to pay your credit card. Or, you come home and are convinced that cooking at the end of the day is the hardest task ever and you would rather go hungry, or subsist on kit kats, popsicles, and wheat thins (yes, I’m guilty of all three, thanks to bulk stores). Perhaps you know your credit card has to be paid, and you went to the website to pay it, but then you got distracted by the eleven hundred open tasks in your browser. Perhaps.
Maybe a visual will help. If you didn’t click on Allie Brosh the first time I mentioned her, you really should check out this cartoon. I’ve never heard the concept of adulting explained so well.
Are you contemplating what you will do differently in the year ahead? Do you wish that you could flip a switch and magically leave a few habits behind?
How to “adult” like an adult
In my head, I am adulting and doing everything effectively. As a coach, I am fully aware when I cross that fine line into chaos. While it might seem to be a shocking admission that I do struggle wtih focus, my practices help me stay on task. I find it helpful to anchor myself daily in what is most important, because it simply is not possible to do it all.
I use my daily planner to help me prioritize. I review my planner on a daily basis so I can make adjustments as needed. As far as the cooking, a different approach is needed. Moving forward, I would like to be more consistent with using timers when I cook. I know it will yield more peace (and better meals) for me.
What is your “adulting” challenge? What is one practice you can incorporate to address what challenges you in the New Year?