Then I started thinking about it. The more my thoughts swarmed about in my mind, the more trying did not sit well with me. Now I am grappling with this idea. How can someone that I expect to be proud of the goals I accomplish tell me that trying is enough – and how was I okay with that? Shouldn't I have been pushed to try again? Shouldn't I have questioned why she even told me that?
The state of my home was a mess. Upon returning to my hometown for winter break, I planned on changing that. On one Sunday morning, I started my journey. I threw away trash and items that people no longer use. I gathered bottles and cans strewn about in the backyard to get recycled. I reorganized cabinets. In short, I cleaned up areas that had been ignored for months, in hopes that my work would serve as a catalyst for creating new habits in the household – habits that will stay even when I made my way back to my college town.
As I walked into the kitchen a week later, the mess I had gotten rid of was back. It is frustrating because I spent most of the day going at it. I even BBM'd my boyfriend telling him that I felt like giving up. Crazy, right?
The situation at hand could be described as minor but I really want to clean up all over again but I'm telling myself that I do not live here anymore so it should not be my problem. I am actually just accepting that fact as I write these words. While this situation may not have that big of an impact on my life, the idea that trying is enough can be applied to other goals. Right now, I have a list of six goals to accomplish in 2012. I am committed to completing them all. Telling myself and accepting other folks words of "At least you tried," is unacceptable.
When you try to do something, there is an expectation that it will be accomplished. And to me, if it is not executed the first time, you must try again and again. Failure is a part of success.
I do have a question though. Is there a point where trying is enough? After attempting 50 times, is it okay to say, "At least I tried"?