I had this idea for the store. We have a blank wall behind the counter, where I was told to put some "signage" (I hate that word, so I use to as often as possible because I'm sure others hate that word as well... Moist... Luscious). If you go into the Lululemon store here in St. Louis they have the wall behind the counter covered in their employee's goals (they also teach goal classes and are very... goal-ish). I'm not going to do that to my staff because we're busy. However, I'm going to do a Meet The Staff wall - a picture of each staff member, a few things about them, and some of their personal future goals. I think it'll add to our relational atmosphere. I think it will also help us to be treated like humans by our customers... it'll help them realize we're people. Anyway. Just wanted to share.
Tyler really wants to make cookies from scratch tonight. I said, "We don't know how to do that!" and he said, "...We can figure it out." So we will.
Back to the goals thing though... I was thinking about mine. I was so much more goal oriented when I was interning at Connections. We had to talk about them all the time. I wrote them down constantly. I made lists of things that made me happy, and probably clung to that list a little too much. I need Jesus more than coffee and birds and green trees and swimming in ponds and best friends and music.
Anyway, the only thing I would willingly write down for anyone to see on my list of goals would be to be a yoga teacher... which is already inevitably happening... basically, so that's not really fair. I have a keyboard that has been sitting in my house for over a year, and I've probably tried to play it seven times. I'm so scared to do something that doesn't come naturally. Yoga doesn't really come naturally, but I have old-man strength so it's not that hard. I told myself last night that I would start learning the piano when I have a baby and don't have a full-time job... and then I realized how backwards that was. I'm jealous of people like my brother-in-law who can sit and play and it just comes out of his fingers like a freaking magic person.
Also, on my day off last week when I was sick (I'm still sick) I got pretty down. I couldn't make myself move. I emailed Tyler and told him what a bad mom I was going to be because I couldn't even bring myself to leave the house, or make a positive decision for myself. I need another person with me to make me do things. How can a kid have a kid... I do not know. But I want one.
Anyway. On my list of goals that I'd be okay sharing in a somewhat professional setting... become a yoga teacher, play the piano... and that's it. I used to have a million goals. I guess I wish I could paint. I have painted some OK stuff, but certainly not like Ange and Manda. Emotionally, I can't handle running a 1/2 marathon like Alyson... or do anything scary like move to another state without a job like my brother. I'm just trying to figure out what I can and will and want to do. I got the skills of a youngest child... I just do what I'm told :) It's true. I just told someone yesterday how at my first job at the Tulsa New Balance, I didn't even know who my boss was. I just assumed everyone there was my boss. I was a weird 19-year-old.
Glad I married someone like Tyler. Truly. I love him so much. He's so good at loving me... most of the time.
Time to bake some cookies from scratch.