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my dazzling personality

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Ah, here it is, the new year.

Welcome, 2012! Looking good.

And so, true to form, I have been working on my New Year Resolutions. 2011 was a pretty good year; tough in some respects, but it left me with a new clarity. A clarity that brings me to actually believe the old adages and words of wisdom and inspiring pins that encourage us to focus less on the material, the superficial, the smoke and mirrors in life, and focus more on what really makes us happy, the stuff that cannot be counted… and yet it counts the most.

So this year I begin, like years before, wanting to be better. But it comes from a different place.

Wanting to be better now doesn’t come from believing that where I am and who I am now isn’t good enough.
It doesn’t come from seeking acceptance.
It doesn’t come from an almost constant “sink or swim” feeling.

And so forget the S.M.A.R.T. goals, the measurable ones, the ones that make me obsessive and even more neurotic. I have found that the best way to get going is to get inspired. So please welcome my assistant Pinterest, ladies and gentleman, who will help me illustrate this concept. In other words, welcome to Pinspiration for the New Year!

 

Something I blamed my unhappiness on in the past was the fact that I lived in Switzerland. I was always ready to admit that Switzerland is beautiful, but I found it cold, both in climate and in character, and I didn’t like the language; I missed my favorite shops and hated that they didn’t exist here, I hated how hard everything seemed to be.

And yet once I stopped resisting it and let it all wash over me, the language, the sometimes less-than-friendly attitude, the local shopping choices, the food, everything…. I found it didn’t bother me nearly as much. It stopped being a fight and it just started feeling normal. I wasn’t resisting it anymore, so it didn’t feel like an imposition.

And if living in the moment means stopping and wishing you were elsewhere and enjoying being exactly where you are now, then Switzerland, Zurich, is exactly where I am meant to be.

Bellevue

So this year I am going to do just that: live in the moment and enjoy being here. I am going to make a life here. And if sometimes I wish I could be somewhere else, so be it. That’s more than natural, and I’ll just have to focus on quenching my inborn wanderlust by visiting one (or more) of these amazing places:

Prague

Berlin

Rome

Paris

Another thing I often blamed my unhappiness on in the past was my weight. So I spent years dieting and punishing myself, and wishing I didn’t enjoy cooking and eating delicious food quite as much as I do. And I only made myself more miserable.

But… surprise! I didn’t lose any weight this year, in fact I may have even gained some, and yet I am happier and more serene than I ever remember being.

So my New Year resolution isn’t to swear off all delicious food and workout obsessively. It’s to take care of myself. It’s to be kind to ME. And if that means an Easter brunch with the family, so be it. But if food turns into a drug, something not enjoyed but grabbed out of stress or boredom, something you use to drawn your sorrows or not face that upset… that’s not being kind to myself, it’s not living in the moment. It’s a reaction to fear and uncertainty. And the best way to handle that isn’t to stuff my mouth with pastry, it’s to face things head-on.

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Luckily I figured out that the best way to snap out of a funk is to be creative. I always thought that writing was the only way I could do that, because of my craft-impairment – but another awesome creative outlet I have found is photography. My dad, who has always been a passionate photographer, couldn’t be more excited. He told me he thinks this is perfectly fitting, since photography is simply writing with light.

It does have a kind of poetry, doesn’t it? All I know is that I love it, and this year I want to do more of it. In fact, I am thinking of joining one of the Project 52 or Project 365 (366 this year!) challenges, like the one on MCP Actions or on Lasso The Moon.

I also plan on going out for “photo walks” in and around Zurich on a regular basis, so if you are a local and you want to join me, just get in touch! I’d love some company.

Other than that, I am easy. I won’t do the whole “I am going to keep a tight and regimented schedule on the whole year so things don’t spiral out of control and I actually reach my goals” because frankly, I’m over it. It never works, because life happens to be unpredictable and s**t happens. And then I get all flustered and stressed out and… whatever. Not doing that. So you know what?

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Craftastrophe

by Elisa on December 14, 2011

in my dazzling personality

“One’s man trash is another man’s treasure”. You’ve heard that before, right? There are so many people who can turn old junk into something lovely: an old coffee table bought for $8 at a garage sale becomes a fabulous bench, old t-shirts are made  into lovely pillowcases, a very old door is turned into an amazing full-length mirror.

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To me, these people are like Cinderella’s fairy godmother. There’s no magic wand to turn that pumpkin into a beautiful carriage, but these magical crafty elves have spray paint, staple guns, and lots of imagination. I heart them. And I envy them, because I am more or less what stands at the opposite end of the spectrum when it comes to craftyness – I am, without a doubt, the most craft-impaired person I have ever met. Seriously, I am like the Antichrist of crafts.

I don’t know what it is, really – I can cook, I have good motor skills, I am even a pretty good dancer (did some choreography in my time as well, but let’s set that aside); I was never one to drop things or trip over my own feet. And yet, put me to work at making something crafty and I quickly turn into a major klutz.

The last time I tried myself at crafts was while planning my birthday party a couple of months ago, and decided to make these lovely things (spotted on Martha Stewart.com). In three colors. ’cause come on, how hard could it be?

Source: shop.marthastewart.com via Amanda on Pinterest

Turns out, very. Especially when you are craft-impaired. In which case, instead of fluffy, festive pom poms you get a misshapen creation that mocks you mercilessly. Also, you get lots of leftover tissue paper and crepe paper in various colors.

My husband blames my problem on the fact that I never did crafts with my mom growing up; but as much as I’d like to simply blame this on someone else, I realized that in addition to not having the talent to pull off beautiful handmade creations, I simply do not have the patience required. Ah, the elusive P-word.

Moving on.

Today I brought up all the Christmas decorations I could find and started sorting through them, setting aside the ones I planned to use on our tree and picked out a bunch of them in silver and varying shades of blue. My goal? making one of these:

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Eddie′s directions sounded fairly straightforward:

1. bend a wire hanger into a circle – check

2. select about 80 ornaments – only got about 40, but more where they came from, so check(ish)

3. open the circle-shaped wire hanger and start stringing the ornaments on it – I’ll get back to you on that.

It took only about 8 ornaments moving around and really annoying the heck out of me by not  simply staying put looking pretty as good ornaments should, before I stopped for a minute and realized that:
a. I was not enjoying this in the least, and
b. by the time I finished (which didn’t look like it would be anytime soon) I would have spent about six times as much as simply buying one of the pre-made ornament wreaths  I saw at the mall.
Granted, a handmade one is way more special and unique, plus it gives you bragging rights when it comes out awesome and everyone comments on it and asks you where oh where did you get that lovely thing? But when the chances of it turning out great, or even meh, it’ll do, are slim, and you are faced with possibly spending hours creating something that will turn out to be a waste of money and a pretty ugly one at that… let’s just say it’s not quite as motivating.

So I abandoned the project, put the ornaments away, and with a sigh went to ask my Christmas-obsessed neighbor whether she’d help me do something with the  Christmas tree branches I had bough a week earlier in a moment of insanity (or as I thought then, creative genius) and that were still sitting in the shopping bag, on my console table, untouched.

Where does that leave me? Disappointed and bereft of crafty talent… for about 5 minutes. And then I am moving on, looking at more “before and after” pictures on decorating blogs, and saving simple-looking crafts (even though as I have now learned, looks can be misleading) on Pinterest.

Einstein said: Insanity is doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.

So the way I figure it, I just need to keep trying different types of crafts, and at some point I should make progress. Or at the very least, the universe will get sick of me being a pathetic failure at such a key feminine art and throw me a bone. Either way, I’m good.

Wardrobe makeover, anyone?


 

 

 

Note: While I would like to be able to take the credit for the clever title, you should know I borrowed from an existing blog, Craftastrophe – which by the way, just shows that I am not the only one who should perhaps consider laying off the crafts ;-)

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