I spent the last few days thinking about this. What am I REALLY good at? It came up, randomly enough, when I found out that Arielle had made it as a Season 6 Stratejoy blogger. Weird correlation, right?
First of all, I am SO incredibly happy for her. I started texting and tweeting my congrats at her immediately when I saw the news, because it’s an awesome opportunity and I know she is going to rock it. Then I was reminding Dave about how I applied for Season 5 (and made it to the semi-finals!) and how happy I am that she got it, and how I think she’s an amazing writer, and she has had something published in the Chicken Soup for the Teenage Soul series (true story), and I wish I would write like that, so on and so forth.
And then it got me thinking. What can I say that I’m really good at? Like, truly 100% amazingly talented at? To be honest, it kind of bummed me out when I couldn’t think of anything. Everyone is good at something right? Well what’s mine? And I’m talking like, excelling at something. Not just like, being good at cooking, because I can follow a recipe. (Sometimes).
Am I really good at blogging? No, I don’t think so. Sure I have things to say, but I don’t have a legion of fans, my comments fluctuate depending on the post, and I’m definitely not one of those prolific bloggers who can wax poetic about life and have readers hanging onto their every word.
I’m not a really good photographer. I’d like to be, but I don’t have the patience, nor, in my mind, the smarts to work with a good DSLR. I’m jealous of the bloggers who take amazing pictures all the time.
When I was in college, I wasn’t a really good student. I majored in print journalism, and clearly, as a corporate event planner, I’m not doing anything with that major. And to be honest, I was never crazy into it like a lot of my classmates were. One girl I know works for US Weekly, another worked for WWD, newspapers, etc. I didn’t have that drive that they did/do. If I was passionate about a subject, then I loved writing about it, but otherwise I didn’t want to write about something that I didn’t care for. I guess that goes for blogging also? Anyway – it as kind of the same for all my classes – if I was into it – I excelled. Otherwise, I did the basics to get by.
I wouldn’t say that people call me a really good friend. I forget birthdays. I bail on plans frequently. I’m not a phone person (what a change from when I was a teenager) so I don’t spend hours chatting with my friends that way. I kind of suck.
I’m a crafty person, but I’m not really good at crafts/DIY. Not good enough to be considered a “crafter”, or have my own Etsy shop. I’m amazed at some of the talent I see out there, and am definitely envious that I don’t have that.
Really I could go on and on. But it just makes me feel bad. Like, why isn’t there one thing that I can proudly claim that I’m really good at? There’s no one thing that comes to mind. Nothing that if asked, someone would say, “Lacey is really good at ______”. Kind of sad, no?
I can’t be the only one, can I?