Why am I doing this?
Much of Social Media is filled with “Look at me, I’m successful… brilliant… beautiful… fill-in-the-blank-PERFECT.” Don’t get me wrong. I like reading this stuff. It’s great to be able to share happy moments. But what about those other times?
Since real life is about all the moments, I’m going to post, shall we say, less than perfects on Mondays. I’m calling this mini-series, “Monday Mistakes,” because I like alteration and Monday Boo-boos sounds odd.
Here goes my first story:
I’m a great sailor. Really…
Anchored in Pirate’s Cove on a sunny, July day, life seemed perfect. At least twenty boats were moored, enjoying the peace and serenity of Decourcey Island. We were returning from a paddle around the cove, and to get back into the sailboat, all I had to do was step out of the dinghy. I’ll just transfer my weight, I told myself, stretchng one foot on board the big boat, while one remained in the little one. The two boats parted ways, leaving me attempting the splits in the middle. I fell into the murky chuck.
This wouldn’t have been such a bad thing, except that: 1) swimming in the small cove is like swimming in a toilet bowl, 2) every mariner in the cove was watching and laughing, and 3) it was damn cold.
I scrambled up the slimy rocks on shore with the agility of a beached whale and proceeded to walk to the dock with as much dignity as I could muster, picking sea weed off my clothes.
Yup- I’m a salty sailor.
AQuote About Mistakes
“Anyone who has never made a mistake has never tried anything new.”
― Albert Einstein
How about you? Do you have any mistakes you’d like to share? You can put them in a comment or contact me to write a guest post on another Monday (firstname.lastname@example.org).