October 7, 2010

Confession #6: My {Crafty} Eyes are Bigger Than...

I have a problem. I am a little too confident in my do-it-yourself ability. It's not that I have some massive ego and think I'm completely capable of doing anything. It's just that sometimes I get carried away with trying to do something myself. It's for various different reasons: inability to say no, a favor, a broken item I can't part with, I just want to try it, or often, impatience.

For example: Last night I looked at myself in the mirror and thought how desperately I needed to get my bangs trimmed. The train of thought that followed was dangerous. "Hey, I'm Maggie, I can do so much stuff, why not cut a few wisps of hair on my own. Besides, I don't have time to go to the hairdresser this week. Yeah, I want it now." Oh dear. I wish someone could hear things like that going on inside my head and just stop me. Right then and there. So now here I am with bangs that are shorter than I would have liked, disappointed, and wondering why I couldn't wait to go get the free bang trim that my hair salon provides. Impatience. That and my crafty eyes are bigger than my stomach and so willing to bite off more than they can chew.

So this week I was contacted by someone about my son's Herbie Shirt. She wanted to know the image I used and shared that she and her family were Herbie fans. In fact, after a look at their blog I found out that her husband repaired a VW Bug and made his very own Herbie! In that moment, I knew what I want to do together as a family when our boys are a little bit bigger. Call me crazy, call me insane. But I truly think it would be awesome to tare apart a car and rebuild it! I've always loved VW Bugs too. How can you not love Herbie? Now here's another confession: this is not the first time the thought has crossed my mind. I used to want a Mini Cooper, long before they were made popular by The Italian Job! I wanted an old one, and I wanted to repair it. Of course, my Dad's interest in Classic Cars gave me a love for them as well. There's something so stunning about a beautifully restored vintage car. Then there were the fleeting moments when I desperately wanted a Honda Rebel as well. Isn't it awesome? (Not to be confused with the Canon Rebel). Now for some flat out honesty. I never had a poster of a movie star up in my bedroom, but I did have a poster up of an Audi. (I think the Audi TT.) I know, eh? Anyhow, I dreamt for a few minutes and then snapped back to reality. here would I find the time, let alone the space to restore a car?!


Anyhow, now you know a weakness of mine. Somehow I manage to get in over my head way more often than I should. All because I am over confident of my abilities. Then again, when it's someone asking me to help out, it's often their own fault that I believe I can do it, because they lull me into a false sense of security with their compliments and confidence. And that is not saying you should NEVER ask for a favor, just know that I'll do the best I can.

1 comments:

Colleen said...

You know, being brave enough to try things, at least you don't have to regret NOT trying. That's usually my problem. I should have just tried, maybe I could have done it after all. Just a thought...