You know that old saying, “it’s no use crying over spilt milk? Well, this morning I cried over a failed omelet. In fact I’ve spent quite some time feeling bad about the failures I experience, but unfortunately more-so the things I can’t change.
I made a near-perfect one this morning for my fiancé. I was so proud of my small breakfast accomplishment! Both sides of the egg remained intact and free of too much browning. Then it was time to cook the second one, and this is where things went wrong.
I used a different pan that was a bit bigger that resulted in an omelet that was too thin. It tore.
I tried again, this time using the original smaller pan, but it was still hot from the very first omelet. As soon as I added the eggs, they started cooking on impact and quickly burnt.
This is where I started to cry. As relatively unimportant as this moment was, it was a reminder of my problem with accepting failure. I’ve always been hard on myself and as life brings more responsibilities, so does my self-imposed pressure.
Failure is sometimes something that we have no control over. It happens over a variety of things, but when it comes to tasks I can control, I take it way too personally. Instead of focusing on the negative outcomes, I need to get better at moving on and focusing on not only learning the lessons from my mistakes, but actually implementing the change.
My lesson today is I can’t keep building hard feelings against myself over my mistakes because eventually they come out in the form of meltdowns over a breakfast gone awry. I need to accept the things I cannot change and focus on improving the ones I can. Also, Len needs to start making more omelets.
About the author:
Katie Holland is a professional tweeter
, cheese aficionado, and Chicagoan.