I think I give you a completely inaccurate impression of my actual life. Or at the very least, an incomplete impression.
If you think I am on top of everything or succeed all the time or even wash my hair every day, I’m here to set you straight.
(Does anyone actually have the patience to wash her hair everyday? Because if you do, I want to shake your hand.)
This is our garden. In August, the year of our lord, 2016.
Lord, have mercy.
You would be forgiven if you think this actually just looks like a giant jungle of weeds.
Actually. You would be correct. It IS a giant jungle of weeds. (But if you squint, you may see some corn stalks. And a few black eyed susans.)
A few weeks ago, my husband (who built an entire house while I let the garden turn into this) turned to me with exasperation and said, “This is ridiculous. We aren’t doing a garden next year.”
This is after he just had to weed whip between the rows of plants to walk through.
But where he sees weeds up to my neck, I see this.
On Saturday, I made stuffed peppers with peppers, tomatoes and fresh corn from the garden. I have made salsa and pesto and picked sunflowers that just magically grew themselves. There are dozens of pumpkins and squash growing haphazardly.
I completely neglected this garden and it still rewards me. There is some sort of lesson in that.
Like, maybe it’s not about perfection.
And while I’d love a beautiful and perfect garden that I could blog about and everyone would oooooh and ahhhhh over, I’m okay with failing at gardening. (Although, maybe next year will be the magic year I start following through. Don’t count on it.)
Because my philosophy is that life is all about DOING SOMETHING. Even if the something is sort of half-baked and drives your husband nuts because there’s no follow-through.
Cough cough: remember the gorgeous compost bins?
Because doing nothing is NOT better than failing at something.
Here I am – failing at having a perfect garden. But also eating my weight in tomatoes. (#winning)
So, we will plant a garden next year. And I will plant 22 tomato plants and probably never weed anything. And that’s totally okay, my friends.
You know what else is okay? What’s good?
You. Doing something you may not follow through with or succeed at. Because you can fail at something and still win at life.
You can quote me on that.