Great ideas....poor execution
Okay, I'm one of those people who has grand ideas about doing really nice things for people. However, I rarely ever follow through on them. For instance, my parent's anniversary was in July. This past year it was their 39th.....So my brilliant mind got to thinking, "Hmm, maybe I should do something extra special for them next year since it will be their 40th." 40 years of putting up with the same person......DAMN! If that doesn't deserve some kind of special recognition, I don't know what does. I decided that since I'm pretty good at scrapbooking, I would make a special scrapbook of their past 40 years together.
I went and bought a beautiful book, papers, letters, and all kinds of other junk you need to make a scrapbook look cute. Now, if you know anything at all about this kind of stuff, you know that scrapbooking is NOT a cheap hobby. It cost me nearly $60 just to get the beginnings of what I would need. Now, I have all this stuff and guess where it is? Yup, at the bottom of a huge pile in my closet. It's been there since the beginning July. That's nearly 3 months now and I've done next to nothing with it. Great idea, poor execution.
I guess my real problem is procrastination. It's not like I never have free time, it's just that I choose not to use it wisely sometimes. I'm writing about this because another brilliant idea struck me today. I was sitting here planning things out in my head, thinking of people I'd need to contact, ect. Knowing my track record, though, it's hard for me to start some big project that I know either: 1) won't get finished 2) won't turn out as well as I expected 3) won't be appreciated or 4) will end up costing too much & I have to abandon it. I want the people around me to know I love them, and I really do like doing nice things for them. However, I think that I'm must not be cut out for executing grand deeds. They are just beyond me.
Such a sad realization...sigh~. Like they say, "it's the thought that counts."
Oh who am I kidding, that's such bullshit. It's not the though that counts, it's totally the result that matters most. I'll leave with this random (&very sexist) joke that my dad told last night....."Why did God give women one more brain cell than cows?.....................................................So they won't shit all over the place when you squeeze their tits." Yeah, horrible, I know.