I’ve never been good at not being good at things. I don’t mean I’m great at everything, I just mean that I’m not generally good with accepting that I’m not.
If I’m not good at something, I want to get better. I want to improve my skills, my tools, my knowledge. I want other people to do it, too. I’m a fixer, a compulsive advice-giver to the point where I have to create rules for myself to not do that.
But lots of people do stuff not as a means of getting better at that stuff. Some people do stuff – shockingly! – just to enjoy doing it.
They don’t even have to be good at it! In fact, they can be downright terrible and still have a blast. I’m not great at that.
(Interestingly, I’m not a hyper-competitive person. I’m fine with losing games and contests – just not against myself or against the universe.)
I’m going to try to get better at that. Ha! I can’t even avoid it here – my mind defaults to trying to improve. I’m going to try to get better at being okay with not constantly getting better at stuff! What a riot!
The Opportunity Machine 