Did you ever agree to do something because it sounded like a good idea at the time, or because your friends were all doing it, or simply because you feared missing out? Then when the fateful day arrived, did you ask yourself why in the world you were doing this – but had no good answer?
Tonight was Paint Night.
Ironically, when I was at an out-of-town social event this past weekend, I was seated beside a man whose wife had given him a gift certificate for painting lessons for his 70th birthday. He was now 72-years-old, was in his second year of painting, loved every minute of it, and was planning a neighborhood showing of his work this coming summer. I told him about my trepidation with my upcoming painting lesson.
“I am sure it will be an abstract painting class,” he said confidentially.
“I know that you will be a much better painter than you realize,” chimed in his wife.
Sadly, I wasn’t.
“Whatever else, I know that you will love it,” he concluded.
I did love the pre-painting dinner, the drinks, and hanging out with my friends. I also loved seeing first-hand what great artists my friends were. Although the teacher was excellent and everyone was extremely kind, the painting part, for me, was a bit humiliating. I was actually far worse than I had guessed I would be (and my expectations were low to begin with)!
Would I go again? Absolutely–mostly because I feel a strong need to redeem myself.
Is there something that you have recently tried that was out of your comfort zone? If so, how did you do?