In the last couple of days, I've been thinking a lot about failure. Much of what I post here are projects that went well, or at least well enough to share. Today, some musings on the parts that go really poorly. So, failure... Please consider Exhibit A, shown above, the cream wafers. Cream wafers are a Christmas recipe my mom used to make. I loved them when I was little - I loved them like I loved ponies and mermaids and stickers and things that were pink and purple. I was determined to make these cookies for the holidays, and I failed.
I made the cookie dough, popped in into the frige to chill like the recipe said, and then realized I didn't have a rolling pin. Then some time went by, and it was still in the fridge. There it sat, a sad, incomplete, doughy reminder of great plans unrealized.
Then, dear reader, I accepted my failure and threw it away.
My failure was complete, I no longer felt bad about it, and there was the epiphany - completed failure means 1. acceptance and 2. purging the evidence.
Being surrounded by daily reminders of failure is awful. Completing the failure, purging, and moving on feels awesome. Here's to failing, better.
"Ever tried. Ever failed. No matter. Try Again. Fail again. Fail better." - Samuel Beckett